Nine

Bella wakes up the next morning to the sun streaming in through the partially parted curtains to fall on her face and warm her skin. She lies there for a moment just enjoying the feel of it and loving the feeling on her face. It is like the sun is caressing her face.

This is her favorite time of the morning usually, when the warmth hits her. Since she has been in this room, she stays so cold. The room is nice, but the window is old and allows in just the smallest draft that freezes her. The thin old wool blanket spread across the full bed just is not enough to keep her warm.

But this morning she fin