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~Bella's POV
I sat there for what felt like hours, unable to move. My mind kept replaying everything over and over again. How could this have happened? How could I have been so blind? I had trusted Mr. Callahan with everything I had. I had believed in him, believed that he would fight for Noah, that he would make things right. But now, I had nothing. No lawyer, no money, no plan.
I wiped my face with the back of my hand, but the tears kept falling. My chest felt so heavy, like someone had placed a huge rock on it, crushing the last bit of hope I had left. I had trusted Mr. Callahan, believed in him, and now, he had disappeared with all my money.
The reality of it was too much to bear. My vision blurred as fresh tears welled up in my eyes. I hugged myself, trying to stop the violent shivers racking my body. The room was silent except for my quiet sobs, but in my mind, it was loud—filled with thoughts of regret, anger, and helplessness.
