Se connecterStellaOne Year Later…The beach breeze is warm against my skin. The sound of laughter and light conversations fill my ears, causing me to smile more than I have for in the past. My brother's sit on the opposite side of the table, while my parents, Lillian, Adrian, and I are on the other.We decided
StellaI was discharged from the hospital just a few hours ago. Adrian kept me in his car while he ran out to the store and bought all new groceries for me, buying me snacks and drinks for me to eat while I relax at home. It is a really kind gesture from him, something that he never would've done fo
Adrian looks at me and I shake my head, signaling for him to stay. He silently nods and remains in place, watching as the room is slowly vacated, my father remaining behind. His eyes flicker between us, the way I instinctively reach for Adrian’s hand.“What is it that you’re doing, Stella?” my fathe
StellaAdrian stayed by my side for the rest of the night. He held my hand and called the nurses over when I needed more pain medication to ease the stinging and burning feeling inside of my body. He helped me adjust my pillows and got me more blankets, bribing the teenage girls next-door to offer u
Stellathe first thing that I can hear is the faint beeps of a hospital machine. There is a hospital like ambience, just beyond my consciousness, rooted in reality, it is in a place where I am not. I can listen to the sound of nurses and doctors talking, but I fall back into a state of unconsciousne
AdrianMy heart races inside of my chest. I can’t think straight and I feel so dizzy, having to sit down since my legs feel like jelly. I tried to convince myself that everything is okay, that Stella is not in need in that Clara is just over exaggerating what she said on the phone, but something in
Third Person Clara is wide awake. She is simply pretending to be asleep while the room erupts into chaos from around her, just as she wanted it to. She has to stop herself from smiling as her parents dig into Stella, ripping her to shreds for being a bad sister while she lays asleep in bed. The
Adrian“Married?” I ask, stuttering over the word as I fail to properly process the words that Clara has just said to me. I blink at her excited nod, the way she grabs my hands as if it is second nature to her. “We can’t get married—”“We can! It’s the perfect timing for us! We always said that we w
Stella As soon as Silas and I get inside of his car, I bring out my phone to call Matteo, who is currently working at the hospital where Clara usually goes to. I called him multiple times, but nobody answers, not even a nurse. Even Silas tries to call Matteo, knowing that our brother will pick up
I listen to the sound of the message’s whoosh, opening my eyes to see it be sent to Clara. Adrian: If you want to talk, then let’s talk. Call me. Clara: We’re sorry. The Number you are trying to reach is no longer in service. If you think this is a mistake, please contact your provider. I blin







