Chapter 15

In Charles' quarter, Stella breathes in deeply. She has been holding her breath since earlier. They were so welcoming that she felt so good like she was a family member. But at the same time, she felt like it was too good to be real.

The fact that she'll be meeting them again at dinner kills her. She hasn't even met the grandparents yet nor the girl cousins. She met his parents and others but they're being too nice.

Stella threw herself in the bed, looking all worried at the plain ceiling that he has. Also, his room is big like the suite they stayed in at Deib. Charles' things were also organized and he has a balcony.

"You okay, baby?"

She turns to where Charles is and saw him coming toward her. Then he sits beside her on the bed.

"If I say I'm not, can I go home?"

"Absolutely not, baby." He shortly chuckles. "We are home."

"This is not my home," she said, rolling her eyes and looking at the ceiling again. "Your family is nice. And I