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~Victor POV~ Bella and I were reconnecting again for what seemed like a very long time after a week of stress and trauma as we dealt with the aftermath of the shooting at the club and Max’s death. We were in the middle of making passionate love to one another as she was grinding on top of me, but suddenly, she stopped and began to sob uncontrollably. Bella was having a tough time dealing with Max’s death and was literally shutting the world out. She wouldn’t leave our room, nor had she gone to work. She just proposed going to our honeymoon and as I saw her sobbing right now, I couldn’t help but wonder if her desire to go on our honeymoon was yet another manifestation of her running away from her feelings and avoidance in dealing with the trauma she went through the night of the shooting