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Chapter 123

ผู้เขียน: Racheal Dennis
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Stella’s POV

The house was quiet again. Megan was in the kitchen blaring away chopping vegetables so that nothing seemed wrong. Jimmy had been in the living room feigning to watch television. And I was sitting on the eve of my bed attempting to breathe the unfamiliar tightness in my chest.

The flickers now had ceased but the tension had not. I was too tight and my skin on me, and I thought my body was privy to something my mind was not providing me.

I then picked up my phone, and went through the contacts that I barely knew. Most names meant nothing. Some felt like strangers who had once been important. I stopped at one.

My Other Mom.

The name alone confused me. My real mother had been gone for years. Who was this woman? Why would I save her like that?

Before I could think further, my phone lit up.

Incoming call: My Other Mom.

My heart jumped.

I hesitated, then answered.

“Hello?”

A familiar voice. Warm. Gentle. Sad. “Stella, darling.”

I froze.

“Is that you?” the voice asked softly.

“I
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  • Make That P#ssy Wet (18+)   Chapter 126

    Stella’s POVThe hinges burst open more loudly as I swung the front door open. I got in and came quietly believing I would get in without being noticed.I was wrong."Stella!" Megan burst forth in some part of the house. "Stella, where were you?"She came across the passageway like thunder. She came out of the kitchen, fluttered and scared, and her eyes were fearful.“There you are,” she muttered and the next moment her face grew as cold as death. "What were you thinking?"I froze.“I just stepped out for a little bit,” I said. “I needed air.”“Air?” she repeated sharply. “Air? You disappeared. You left without a word. Your phone went straight to voicemail. Jimmy and I drove around the block twice.”Jimmy emerged from the living room, jaw tense. “Three times, actually. Megan almost drove onto the sidewalk.”“That is not funny,” Megan snapped.Jimmy lifted his hands. “I was not joking. I thought she fainted somewhere.”I lowered my eyes. “I said I am sorry.”“No,” Megan said, voice tre

  • Make That P#ssy Wet (18+)   Chapter 125

    Ferguson’s POVI entered the estate still buzzing with anger. The car belonging to my mother was in the drive-way. She had beaten me home. Good. I wanted answers.As I opened the door I was confronted by her, as she appeared in the sitting room, already flustered, but holding a handkerchief in one hand.“Ferguson,” she said softly. “You should not have rushed home like that. You are still tired.”I didn’t bother removing my coat.“You went to see her.”Her face fell instantly. “Yes. I did.”“She is still recovering,” I said, each word sharp. “She is confused. She is scared. She barely remembers anything. Why would you go to her now?”“Because I could not sit here wondering if she was alive,” she said, voice cracking. “You do not understand what it feels like. I needed to see her with my own eyes.”I closed the distance between us. “And what if your face triggered something too sharp for her mind? What if she panicked? What if she connected you to pain before anything else?”“She did n

  • Make That P#ssy Wet (18+)   Chapter 124

    Stella’s POVThe day felt stretched, thin and fragile like old paper. Every sound in the house carried too clearly. Every silence felt suspicious.After the call earlier, my chest still felt tight. My Other Mom. Ferguson’s mother. Why did her voice crack something deep inside me?I kept replaying it.The warmth.The sadness.The way she said she missed me.Someone does not miss a stranger that way.I was tired of being confused.I entered the living room and sat on the old couch and aimlessly went up and down my phone. My thumb was floating above the contact of Ferguson. It was labeled simply:FJust the letter.Just that.Why?I tapped it, but did not call. Instead, I opened the message history. All empty. Deleted. Cleaned.I stared at the blank screen till it became blurred. Essentials of a pang of pain doubled in me.Then I suddenly saw an image in front of my eyes.A hand gripping mine.There were two eyes and they looked at me as a miracle and a disaster.And a promise made like

  • Make That P#ssy Wet (18+)   Chapter 123

    Stella’s POVThe house was quiet again. Megan was in the kitchen blaring away chopping vegetables so that nothing seemed wrong. Jimmy had been in the living room feigning to watch television. And I was sitting on the eve of my bed attempting to breathe the unfamiliar tightness in my chest.The flickers now had ceased but the tension had not. I was too tight and my skin on me, and I thought my body was privy to something my mind was not providing me.I then picked up my phone, and went through the contacts that I barely knew. Most names meant nothing. Some felt like strangers who had once been important. I stopped at one.My Other Mom.The name alone confused me. My real mother had been gone for years. Who was this woman? Why would I save her like that?Before I could think further, my phone lit up.Incoming call: My Other Mom.My heart jumped.I hesitated, then answered.“Hello?”A familiar voice. Warm. Gentle. Sad. “Stella, darling.”I froze.“Is that you?” the voice asked softly.“I

  • Make That P#ssy Wet (18+)   Chapter 122

    Stella’s POVI got up before the sun came up, with my heart aching for no identifiable cause. The room was quiet. I waited for my head to clear, but the fog refused to lift.Something had followed me into sleep. A feeling. A smell. A sound.I also pressed the blanket aside, and sat up slowly.My body felt strange, heavy and hollow in some places. It was as though I had lived the same life and it was wiped out with a damp cloth and all you can see left behind was a stain.I rubbed my arms, and attempted to warm myself.I remembered my parents.I remembered Megan.I remembered Jimmy pulling me out of that nightmare years ago.But there was something else. Something new. Something wrong.A flicker.A pulse.A shadow of something I could not explain.I got up and strolled towards the mirror. My image looked at me, exhausted yet complete. Something in me was somehow wrong. But not the type of broken that transpires as a result of trauma. A different kind. A secret kind.Images flickered at

  • Make That P#ssy Wet (18+)   Chapter 121

    Megan’s POVBringing Stella back home felt like carrying something delicate. A step in the wrong direction and she might bend, or break, or disappear again. I kept on checking her, checking her breath, checking her eyes, checking the manner her fingers were curling in her lap in the passenger seat.But she no longer had a bewildered expression, nor was she so scared as before. Maybe because she knew she was with me. Maybe because she remembered me. That thought alone almost made me cry again.As I drove into the driveway she gazed about her with her eyes on the little house, as though she had never seen it. Maybe she had. Maybe she had not. Her memories were sewing together, sloppily making, like threads, awaiting to break.The porch light was on. And a man sat on the steps and elbows on his knees, striding between his hands as though he had been sitting there all hours.Jimmy.As soon as he spotted the lights in the cars, he stood.The second Stella stepped out, he froze.Then her br

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