Belle looked at the apple she held in her hand which she had picked up from the orchard of their garden. Bonelake had many apple trees and with the winter coming close in time, the apple had ripened to its fullest and she would have guessed it was a bird that had come to eat but the bite mark told otherwise.
It didn't look like a normal bite of a human or of a vampire and the servants of the Adams knew well enough to not eat the apples that grew in here. To not touch unless it was asked to do so.
She didn't have to know who was eating it as she had seen the shadow in there and now that she came back to her room's patio, she looked at the garden to see if the shadow was lurking again. She had never seen anything like that before in her lifetime and to explain what she saw was difficult which she doubted anyone would get.
