~Isabella POV~
I had just gotten home to find that Victor had moved all my belongings from out of my room and put them into his bedroom and had changed the locks to my old bedroom, locking me out. I went into his room to confront him, demanding that he put everything back. We both knew that his desire to all of a sudden share a room was in direct response to the bathroom incident that afternoon. As we were discussing his sudden change of heart when it came to us sharing a room, I noticed that Victor's light-hearted, jovial mood was wearing thin.
“Bella, I’m not going to go back and forth with you. This is a big step for us, and it seems like you are adamant to ruin it," he said, and my eyes widened in astonishment.
How dare this man say I am the one ruining this moment when this "mome
