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~Bella's POV
I walked back into my room, my body aching from Clara and Lisa's attack. My cheeks still burned from the slap, and my arms throbbed where they had grabbed me. Every inch of me felt sore, like my body was screaming in pain, but the worst pain wasn't physical, it was inside me, deep in my heart.
The small, dimly lit room felt colder than ever, the air thick and suffocating, as if the walls were closing in on me. I locked the door behind me with shaky hands and slid down onto the cold floor, my back pressed against the rough wooden door. My legs gave out, and I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to make myself as small as possible, as if I could disappear.
Tears poured down my face, hot and unstoppable, burning tracks down my bruised skin. Silent sobs shook my body, my chest tightening so much that it hurt to breathe. My shoulders trembled as I clung to myself, trying to hold in all the pain, but it was impossible.
