“No, my father didn’t do this,” Bella lied knowing it would lead to horrible things if she told Misha the truth. “I just... I don’t want him to see me like this. Nor Nico. He would be so angry if he saw me like this.” Bella took another calming breath and gave Misha a small relieved smile.
“I’m guessing this was the last thing you wanted to do tonight. I can take care of it myself if you’re unsure,” Bella spoke even though she knew she wouldn’t be able to get to her usual healing potions and balms. They were in her room at home and she wasn’t going back there tonight. “I’ll be fine. Promise.”