AdrianSo this is why Stella has been so cold and distant lately. Her time with Sebastian has changed her, cementing her into what I knew she was from the beginning: a gold digger.Sebastian is vastly wealthier than me; his company does triple what mine does and he is wildly more successful than I a
“He is bound to leave Stella sooner or later. Once he sees how materialistic she is and that she is only with him for his money, he’ll kick her to the curb and abandon her,” Clara places her hand on my shoulder.Irritation flows through my veins. Clara’s voice is now reminiscent of nails being dragg
Stella“Sebastian?” I whisper, feeling his lips brush against the shell of my ear. “What are you doing?”His sudden closeness causes my heart to race, my cheeks turning a light pink color as I try to fight against a blush that creeps up on my face. The man pulls away, his fingers gently flattening o
I scoff. She has the gall to reprimand me for being a gold digger? Who does she think she is?“That’s rich coming from you, Clara,” I narrow my eyes at her, “you’re the one who jumped from boyfriend to boyfriend. You’re the real gold digger here, not me.”Clara feigns a gasp, one that Adrian seems t
AdrianShock and humiliation floods my body. All I can bring myself to do is watch as Stella passes me and exits the place that was once our home. As soon as the door closes, I can feel the anger inside my body boil over.I exit the living room and stand in the middle of the foyer. I look around, se
Clara is awake now, though, and is back in his life. This is the outcome he silently wished for, is it not? I am simply letting his dream come true by leaving his life, so why does he feel the need to hold onto me as if I am his property?I sigh and fall back onto the bed. The ceiling is a boring wh
StellaConfusion flashes across Adrian’s face. He leans away from me, his green eyes unable to pull away from mine. His mouth opens then closes, just to open and close all over again.I stand right where I am. My fists are balled at my sides, fingernails digging into the palm of my hand. I can feel
I park my car in the driveway. Shutting off the engine, I slip out and head towards the front door of my house. My eyes remain trained on the ground, head hung low as the questions about Stella’s behavior and motives float through my mind.“Long time no see, Adrian,” Clara’s voice rings out from in
“Stella,” my name rolls off of his tongue like he was meant to say it, “I don’t trust Sebastian...I know that he has connections to the mafia and gangs that operate inside out city. I don’t like that you are connected with someone who is close to so much danger.”I bite back a scoff but can’t help b
StellaI look down at Adrian and I’s connected hands, feeling the way the pad of his thumb grazes across the side of my hand. My heart twists inside of my chest, the sickening feeling of love and confusion piercing my heart.Something about this feels so right, as if Adrian and I are meant to be hol
Adrian’s eyes move to mine. Inside his gaze sits a question. It is one that I don’t know if I can truly answer for him.Is this real? It’s cruel if it isn’t.The dinner moves on slowly. The three of us share a few laughs as Lilian reminisces about Adrian as a child. She even mentions the first time
StellaWhat if she needs it? She could die, Stella, Adrian’s words float through my mind like a pest that won’t leave me alone. A scoff leaves my mouth as I adjust my dress.What if I could die, Adrian? After all of the surgeries you have put me through, my health has deteriorated. Evaporated before
Clara enters inside the bar, putting her best smirk on, and steps towards the bar. She knows that Sebastian, a man who is much wealthier and much more influential than Adrian will ever be, is sure to be at the bar drinking away his sorrows.After all, the man is in love with a woman who is still mar
Third PersonClara opens her eyes as soon as she hears the door of her hotel room click shut. The lock automatically slides into place and she sits up in bed with an exaggerated yawn.Adrian moves inside the room, worry etched all over his face. As soon as he notices that Clara is awake, he lunges t
StellaWho in the hell does Adrian think he is?After all of the progress we made, even if it is just a mere inch compared to the miles upon miles needed to fix our relationship, he had to go ahead and ruin it by asking me the one thing that I absolutely hate doing. And to think that he completely d
“Adrian,” Clara’s cries are clear and in my ear. She flings into my arms, her face burying itself inside my neck. Her tears make my shirt turn wet.“Clara?” I ask, “Is everything okay?”“No! I was attacked!” Clara says through her sobs. My body turns tense.“Attacked?” I repeat, unable to form a coh
Third PersonClara lounges inside of the resort’s spa. She wears a green face mask on her face, one that is made out of avocado, and relaxes underneath the touch of a particularly handsome masseuse. Once the massage is done, Clara stretches her body out and places her feet inside the complimentary s