For the past few weeks, everything was going smoothly, and despite my concerns that Ivy might tell Zach about Bella's presence here, nothing happened.
Though busy with leadership responsibilities and a heavy workload at the office, I made sure to spend a few hours with Bella every day, and she never took advantage of my kindness.
The wig was still being processed for her, and I wanted it customized so that it wouldn't easily fall off, as she had requested.
Bella worked diligently at the factory, and her coworkers admired her for her speed and accuracy. She was an asset, and they appreciated how much she could accomplish in a short amount of time.
Training was progressing well, and she even had the upper hand against the she-wolf she was training with until she suddenly lost consciousness.
When she mentioned earlier that her condition was due to not having her wolf, I assumed she needed rest and carried her to her room.
