Working with Adrian is not something that I want to do. If I am to be honest, it is one of the last things that I wanted to do after our argument on the beach. His project, though, is admirable and it helps people who will need it the most.Lilian slips into my mind. I remember the day that I got ne
StellaThe quiet sound of a notification ding form my laptop catches my attention. I stand in my family’s kitchen, boiling water inside a kettle for some tea, and I turn in the direction of the sound. I quickly make my way over to my laptop, which sits on the table just a few feet away from me, and
AdrianWork has proven to be a good distraction from the mess that is my divorce with Stella. Our lawyers have been fighting back and forth on our behalf while Stella and I continue to ignore each other.Neither of us has sent a call or text message to the other, the last bits of communication betwe
AdrianStella and I’s gazes never meet while we make our way to the airport. We may bump into each other and our fingers may meet while passing something off, but we will not acknowledge each other and what was said last night.Truthfully, I cannot help but admit that I have not been able to stop th
“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