I could not wait to see my friends, admittedly a day at the art store set up by my Aunts so hardly a day doing nothing, but it was still time with my friends, and we got paid for it. And a day away from studying. I twisted my dark hair up into a bun and adjusted my tank top, before throwing on my jacket and rushed down the stairs to find my parents both enjoying a mug of coffee and toast. They tried to make sure they had the time each day to have breakfast and dinner together, with their hectic schedules of Mum's hospital work and Dad's training, so their meals together guaranteed them time together. I guess it was sweet in a sickly kind of way...
“Where are you rushing off to Bella?” Dad asked kindly, leaning against the kitchen counter, his eyes watching me closely. He was far too prote
