Hours ago.
Belle could not stay and stomach everything in the hall, not the brutal way of the killing or waiting to see the dead body of a girl she thought was her friend but had secretly wanted to kill her. She ran without looking back nor stopping, even when she tripped over the front hem of her dress.
The moment she got to her chamber, she slammed the door shut behind her and bolted it with the lock with shaky hands. She then pressed her back against it and slowly slid down the cold wood of the mahogany door. She was too shocked to feel anything. She wanted to cry for losing a friend she never had, but she couldn't find the tears and was somewhat numb.
It was like every emotion inside her was locked in and wasn't ready to come forth. How could she say all those things? How could Farrah be that cruel enough to want her dead when all she ever did was want something good for the girl?
