Bella laid on her bed reminiscing about what had happened, she then began to run her mind back and forth to understand whether or not she had flopped, was she making a mistake, did he see her as cheap. She began to feel disappointed with herself, she should have resisted the urge and temptation he posed, she had definitely messed up. He had said he would be back soon but he was nowhere to be seen, he definitely took her as one of those plain whores on the street.
It was a deal of six months and she had already messed up her reputation. She began reassuring herself to be more careful around him, she prayed earnestly to God to give her a chance to redeem her soiled dignity, she needed that much. She was at the crossroads, no-one was listening, she was just lonely. She began crying, hugging
