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
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
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
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
“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
Stella“Ma’am, Mr. Adrian’s $1 million compensation has been successfully deposited.” The message from my husband’s assistant arrives just as I regain consciousness.As the wife of Adrian, the youngest CEO of a publicly traded pharmaceutical company, everyone envies the life I appear to have. But be
StellaMy face twitches, a grimaced smile blossoming on my face. The two of them don’t even notice me standing inside the room. I take a couple of steps forward, clearing my throat.Even with the sound I made, they simply do not look at me. They remain totally engrossed in each other’s presence, una
Stella“What is wrong with you today?” Adrian’s brows knit together. “Nobody is treating you like a slave. Go throw your temper tantrum somewhere else.”My husband turns away from me. He brushes loose strands of blonde hair out of Clara’s face, his expression softening as soon as his eyes land on he
“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