Bella:

Yesterday had been very awkward, so awkward that Ryder and I had to eat dinner in our room because he wouldn’t make conversation with his mother. She was beautiful, and he was a replica. They had the same eyes, shape of lips, and their hair, black and thick.

I fell asleep with Ryder’s hand grappling my waist, and I could have sworn he was kissing my body throughout the night, but it all seemed like a dream because when I opened my eyes, I found the bed bare with a ...