Stella As soon as I step out of the bathroom, I spot Sebastian standing by the leather couch in the shared family area with my phone in his hand. I raise an eyebrow, unsure as to why he is looking around as if he is guilty. Was it somebody important on the other end of the call? I casually appro
Adrian I helped my mother up the stairs of the nursing home, her hands attached to mine as we slowly take each step one at a time. She smiles at me, but I can see the sadness and uncertainty that sits behind her eyes. It hurts me to know that she is worried about Clara and what she plans to do to
Adrian My mind has wandered back to Stella in the past couple of days and I honestly could not be any happier with the change that has come between us. The change is positive and it is a step in the right direction for the two of us. I know it is. I take what my mother told me to heart. After St
Stella The drive over to the restaurant was quiet, filled with the bare minimum of greetings and niceties and that same atmosphere has followed Sebastian and I into the dark restaurant. It is a place well known to powerful mafia men. Those same men bring their wives and mistresses to this place, s
Stella My heart pounds on the inside of my chest. My hands grow clammy, my mind running a mile a minute, unsure as to why I am opening up so much to Adrian in this moment. My skin feels hot and cold all at the same time. Maybe the reason I am opening up to Adrian is that it feels so easy. With h
AdrianI sit in my car outside of Stella's apartment. It is a familiar site that I now welcome with open arms, even though most of the time I have been here, I have not been welcomed. I stare at the brick of the wall and look through the sunroof at the building as it pierces into the sky.I have no