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Sitting in the living room, Bella cried inconsolably as Jessica prepared chamomile tea in the kitchen.

She knew she needed to calm down; nothing could be gained from her tears. Besides, what would she tell Edward when he found her with hamburger eyes?

She wondered what to do about Victoria. She could not just wait listlessly. She was losing control of her life. She could barely manage to concentrate on work, because if she wasn´t researching paranormal things, she was thinking about Victoria. She had grown somehow distant toward Edward, who not only didn´t believe her obsession, he didn´t even perceive it since she had stopped talking about it with him.