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~Bella's POV
I spun around the living room, grinning like an idiot. My heart felt like it would burst from happiness. I had never felt this light before.
"Noah's coming home," I whispered to myself, hugging my arms around my body. "He's really coming home."
I laughed, jumping onto the couch, then off again, twirling. I grabbed a pillow and screamed into it.
Then I heard it.
The sound of cars pulling into the compound.
I froze, my heart stilling for a second. Then it picked up again, but this time, not from excitement.
Alex?
I rushed to the window, my heart still hoping. But when I peeked outside, my stomach dropped.
Mr. Lancaster.
And his men.
My breath hitched. How did he find me?
My fingers trembled as I pulled the curtain back, stepping away from the window. My pulse roared in my ears. I needed to hide. No, I needed to lock the door.