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Bella closed the book in her lap, took a look around the conservatory, then closed her eyes before picking up the next one in the stack at her right.
Two months she'd been here. Two months alone with nothing to fill the endless hours but reading and the occasional run through the door that lead out into the forest where she hunted. Two months to figure out why her family had known so much about so many things.
She was also fairly sure she knew why Alice was such a fashion junkie and Esme redecorated the house, or threw herself into renovating a broken down old cottage. Those things changed, evolved, and there was always more to learn, to read, to master.
The only thing Bella had been able to do was read her way through the hotel's library of nearly everything but biographies and even now, those were starting to look good. Her head shook and she knew she had to find something, anything, to occupy herself. At the same time, she didn't feel right taking a paying job from someone who needed it to pay for food or clothing. And there wasn't anything that really called for the limited skill set she had.
Sighing, Bella laid her hand on the next book and spoke out loud.
"Anyone who said there weren't enough hours in the day was dead wrong."
Two months she'd been here. Two months alone with nothing to fill the endless hours but reading and the occasional run through the door that lead out into the forest where she hunted. Two months to figure out why her family had known so much about so many things.
She was also fairly sure she knew why Alice was such a fashion junkie and Esme redecorated the house, or threw herself into renovating a broken down old cottage. Those things changed, evolved, and there was always more to learn, to read, to master.
The only thing Bella had been able to do was read her way through the hotel's library of nearly everything but biographies and even now, those were starting to look good. Her head shook and she knew she had to find something, anything, to occupy herself. At the same time, she didn't feel right taking a paying job from someone who needed it to pay for food or clothing. And there wasn't anything that really called for the limited skill set she had.
Sighing, Bella laid her hand on the next book and spoke out loud.
"Anyone who said there weren't enough hours in the day was dead wrong."