Chapter 24: 24

Javier I didn’t know why she went to the kitchen, but I followed, staring. “What are you doing, Bella?” I watched her open the fridge, grab something. Shock froze me—I wanted to stop her. “Cooking.” She giggled, gave a weird look. My question sounded dumb to her. But why? Not because I hate anyone in my kitchen—it’s different now. Don’t want anyone near anything here. “Please don’t touch stuff!” I yelled, blinked, pointed. “Why?” Jaw dropped, hands on counter,...