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Bella
Salty tears trickled down her face, stinging the cuts her husband, Rodolphus, had inflicted upon her. Every bone in her body hurt. She slowly sat up and caught her reflection in the mirror. Gaunt eyes and hollow cheeks covered with small cuts and a large bruise on her right cheekbone accentuating the bags beneath her eyes was reflected back at her. A humorless laugh escaped her lips. The beautiful Bella of the elite Black family was no more.
Bella.
It's been so long since anyone called her that. To her fellow Death Eaters, she "You!" or "Girl!". To the rest of the world, she's "the dreaded Bellatrix Lestrange, killer of innocents." He was the last one to call her that. Why, it must be 20 years by now...