Bella's POV
Our taxi pulled up in front of an apartment I once knew as home, a place where I was born and have a lot of memories of my mother. “We are home,” Father announced to me, and I nodded and got out of the car.
I stood in a spot, staring at the only property my father had in his name, a property he acquired during his early twenties when he was working for a big company. According to mother, father would have lost this property on so many occasions due to the loans he would take for gambling, but she would end up paying.
The last one he took, which was over twenty thousand dollars, would have been the last straw that broke the Camel’s back because Mother had nothing on her, but Alpha Peterson came to her rescue. According to her, that day she was walking around the street like
