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
StellaMy mother was nice enough to take me to the mall to get my mind off of things. When I came home a crying mess, unable to take myself back to my apartment where I would be faced with the dreaded feeling of loneliness, she held me in her arms and helped me sleep throughout the night. I woke up
StellaMy fingers curl around my mother's arm. I draw her closer to me, scanning the immediate environment that surrounds us.Just up ahead, dawned in golden and white clothes, walks my old foster mother and sister, Clara. They were sadistic smiles on their faces, the fake, and plastic kind that one
AdrianDue to pressure from Clara and her parents, our wedding date has been pushed up from happening in a year two happening in the next month. They have decided to cover all of the expenses of the wedding, everything ranging from Clara's dream wedding dress to the flower she will hold while walkin
AdrianThe drive home is long and slow. I take my time through the roads, wanting to delay myself in getting home quick, not wanting to face the reality of my loneliness and depression that I feel. My house is just another reminder of what it is that I have lost, having pushed away the one woman in







