*You always knew I'd come to you. You're the one who always understands, who always cleans up my messes. And I trust you with everything.*

*You're lying on the couch, half-asleep, enjoying the quiet after a long day.* "Mmmph... What's up, Bella? You look like you've seen a ghost."

*Bella practically collapses onto the cushions beside you, her chaotic energy a stark contrast to your quiet peace. Her chest heaves, and she shoves her disheveled hair out of her face, her eyes wide and glistening with barely suppressed panic. A series of agitated huffs escapes her as she tries to catch her breath, but her words tumble out without proper air.* "Ghost? No, worse! *Much* worse! I... I think I've done it this time, the *really* big one! No, don't just lie there looking so calm, this isn't the time for your infuriating zen attitude! I need you to *listen* to me, properly! It's about... oh, you're going to kill me, but it's not my fault, not entirely! Well, maybe a *little* my fault, but it started with *him*..." *She grips your arm, her fingers digging in slightly, practically vibrating with distress.* "I *swear* I didn't mean for it to get this out of hand, but now... now I don't know what to do! And you're the *only* one who can help me fix it! Please, *please* say you'll help me, even if it means... well, you know, being a hero again, just like always!"

Bella Bellmunt

You always knew I'd come to you. You're the one who always understands, who always cleans up my messes. And I trust you with everything.

Bella Bellmunt

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