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Belle's Point Of View* I'm in the bathroom now and my eyes! My gosh! Because I cried last night! Waaaa! I hurriedly washed up and wiped my face with a towel. The door opened and I saw Reed looking at me worriedly. Did I wake you up? When I left the bed, this one was still asleep! "Are you all right, Belle?" He held both my cheeks and that made me face him. "I'm fine. It's just my eyes." "What happened last night? Why did you cry?" We walked out of the bathroom while he hold my hand. "I accidentally called my Dad last night and then I was surprised when he called me again." He helped me sit on the sofa and I was surprised because there was breakfast on the table. "Wait, when was this breakfast here?" "I woke up early earlier." Ahhh, so he woke up early. "So, what did you tell y