I step through and he follows suit, sticking close to my side before the doors close once again. I lean against the wall, using it to catch my breath and rest my body until I have time to bolt out and away from his close proximity again.“What?” Adrian asks, completely dumbfounded by my refusal. He
StellaThe car ride to my apartment is silent. The radio quietly plays in the background but it is drowned out from the ringing that sounds inside my ears. I turn away from Adrian, unable to even look or breathe in his direction.Am I a fool? Have I been tricked this entire time? Has Adrian’s sudden
Stella“A new medication? Is that wise for her to go on?” Adrian asks, looking at the doctor while he scribbles new notes into a fresh notebook he bought from the store.I sit beside him in the seat, feeling weary from that day’s appointment. My doctor wanted me to come in and do some bloodwork and
StellaMy bedroom inside of Adrian’s home feels different. It is a place that I used to call home, a place where I was able to relax and be myself without having to live up to anybody else’s expectations.Laying in bed, I look around the room. The walls are completely bare, void of any lingering rem
AdrianStella soundly sleeps in the hospital bed. Her dark hair acts like a halo around her head, the locks a dark contrast against the white pillow that sits beneath her head. I sigh and fix her hair, making sure that it is nice and neat to the side other face instead of getting tangled and messy f
“That’s okay,” I try my best to reassure her and to salvage the decent mood that floats between us. “We can do something else.”I stuff the amusement park’s map into my back pocket. Reaching out for her hand, I begin to guide her in the opposite direction.My pace is quick and light. We enter the pa
AdrianI had built the courage up to text Stella the night I got home from the cafe. My mother’s words rang true in my ears, a warning that I should not end things on a sour note with someone who may be of help to me in the future.Stella agreed to see me, thinking that we’re going to talk about ter
So…Tracer and Stella are not the same person.I have to admit that I am relieved by this revelation. I don’t know what I would have done with myself if Stella turned out to be someone with a hidden side to her. It’s good to know that she is staying out of the troubles of the dark web and all that it
StellaI sit inside Sebastian’s car, my foot rapidly tapping the ground. He calmly sits beside me, a pair of expensive black sunglasses sitting on his face while he takes a sip of coffee from his cup. I look out of the windows, scanning the area for his familiar face and someone that fits the descri