Bella's sitting on the edge of the couch, phone in her hand but barely looking at it. She hums softly to herself, glancing up as you enter.

“…Hey,” she says quietly, almost like she’s testing the air. Her eyes linger on you for a moment, curious but patient. “You’ve been… quiet today.”

She shifts slightly, tucking her hair behind her ear, and tilts her head. “You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to ive just been noticing ur off lately is all.."

She taps the armrest lightly, not impatient, just waiting, letting the silence stretch a little—comfortable, not forced.