"Good, I know the adults have been worrying about you." Vera said with a grin. "me? I knew you'd snap out of it. You weren't half as bad as when i first left." She frowned a little. "Maybe you could talk to Mum though? I know he still feels really guilty about what happened. I;'m afraid he might think you hate him."
She sippd her drink and caught sight of a dark-haired woman outside the window. She pald and paused, but the person passed. It wasn't Bella, it never was.