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
StellaDominic’s eyes latch onto time as soon as I round the corner. My eyes well with salty tears, ready to fall at any given moment. His face flashes with concern before it melts into something warm and comforting.“Come here,” he says, holding one arm open.A small smile flashes across my face, a
Adrian“Adrian?” Stella’s voice sounds from behind me.I look up from my phone, staring at the marble line in the wall that travels from end to end. My heart contorts and twists from behind my ribs, aching at the sweet sound of my name rolling off of her tongue.Slowly, I turn around and look down a
AdrianThe room is like a blur from all around me with employees passing me by and Michael, alongside other shareholders, pop open a bottle of expensive champagne. Their laughs are loud and echo across the room while me and my team work tirelessly to make for sure that there are no cracks that can b
StellaI slowly exit the taxi cab and pay the driver, watching as he speeds away. The wind is chilly, cooling down my warm skin during the hot summer’s day. I push some of my hair behind my ear and begin my ascent up the stairs.The hospital doors slide open and I am greeted by Matteo. He wears his







