Bella finally stood up from the couch. Her legs felt stiff after sitting so long with her thoughts spinning. The plan with Marcus kept playing in her head, but she pushed it down for now. She grabbed her keys and drove home, the streets quiet in the early evening light. When she pulled into the driveway, Ryan’s car wasn’t there yet. Good. She needed a minute to herself.
Inside, the house felt still. Bella kicked off her shoes and headed straight to the kitchen. She opened the fridge, staring at the shelves without much hunger. After a moment, she pulled out some eggs, tomatoes, and bread. Simple scrambled eggs would do. She cracked two into a bowl, whisked them quickly, and tossed in chopped tomatoes. The pan heated on the stove with a soft sizzle as she poured the mix in. She stirred slo
