LOGINStellaOne 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
Adrian Is it bad of me to take my time in a situation like this? Is it bad of me to slowly put on my shoes, to take every second necessary to tie my shoes, to grab my keys into slowly walk out to my car? Am I a bad person for driving the speed limit instead of rushing to the hospital after hearing
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
StellaSebastian and I sit inside of his car. We stare at the family home, the dark wooden fortress staring back at us, leaving us feeling nothing but anxiety and helplessness. I fidget around in my seat and look down at my hands on my lap, playing with my own fingers to try and pass the time and ge
AdrianClara's words have remained on my mind, haunting me in the small time it took to drive to my mother's nursing home. My heart and body feels so disgusting, so vile at the fact that Clara and her parents hold no feelings of sympathy or affection towards Stella.How cruel if they treated her? Ha







