Se connecterStellaOne 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
AdrianStella diverts her gaze away from mine. I clear my throat and subtly fix my suit. Her gaze comes back to me and she watches my hands before turning to her lawyer and giving him a nod.“Adrian,” the man begins. I raise an eyebrow and watch as he reaches below the desk, pulling something out of
Adrian“Thank you for visiting our restaurant, sir, please come again soon,” the hostess who stands at the front door of the restaurant beams at me as I pass them by. A bag hangs from my hands with two to go boxes inside. Clara’s untouched meal and my leftovers sit inside.Walking out to my car, I c
“Excuse me?” my mother scoffs and steps froward. Her heels click against the floor, eyes narrowing at the duo that stands before us.“We know Stella,” Clara sneers, her blue eyes attaching onto mine, “she is as broke as they come.Clara steps forward, her fingers curl around the gold metal chain and
My breath gets caught in my throat. I look back up at Stella, who laughs to herself, and brings the phone to her ear. A lump forms in my throat.Stella…never did this. She never thanked me for the money I have given her throughout the years. She has never once told me the two words I never thought I







