Bella nearly jumped out of her skin as she heard a shocked cry from behind her. Shutting the magazine, Bella turned around to face the newcomer. It was a woman she didn't recognise, however, if she had a key, it stood to reason that she must be the new girl in the cabin.
"Er, hi," Bella replied, standing up as she brushed her hands down on her jeans before taking the hand Giselle extended. "I'm Bella," she offered, raising one eyebrow. She quickly glanced from Giselle to the rather garish Christmas decorations adorning the cabin. "Did you, er, decorate?" she asked. She knew someone had, and it definitely wasn't her. She didn't really feel in the mood for Christmas right now. When they had had Christmas in July, Edward had been here with her. That had only been five months ago, but so much had changed already. She found it was easiest to cope with if she just blocked it all out.