Stella carried the bouquet of flowers and rolled her arm around Brandon’s as they walked towards the guest room. “Dad, I’ll miss you despite the fact that you never loved me.” She stared at him but he avoided eye contact with her. “We will visit each other, why would you miss me? Besides, I love you, it’s just that-” She interrupted him. “It’s just that money is way more important than me.” She sang annoyingly. He finally looked at her with trembling lips. “No Stella-” “Dad we arrived.” The two guards swung the gate open. She walked smiling looking at the crowd as the long train covered the floor behind her. Meanwhile Brandon’s head was hanged down. “He forced me.” She heard him mumbling.Her smile faded away as she looked back at her dad tilting her head in confusion. “What-” she was cut off by the sound of clapping and cheering as the guests rose to their feet to watch the procession. She looked ahead with fake smiles while the Wedding March played.He walked her down until they re

“Come on, Ian. Time to go to bed.” He grabbed her hand as they headed to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Matt informed the others about the mysterious letter. “It could be one of his friends playing a prank on him.” Nancy guessed. “But it’s clear that the handwriting belongs to an adult.” Stella came back in rush, pressing her hands against her head. “What the hell is going to happen to my son?” She hyperventilated. Matt realized how terrified she was and proceeded to calm her down. “No one can hurt you or our son since I’m alive.” He hugged her as they sat back on the couch. She pressed her head against his chest, hugging his waist.

“Last time, a lady visited me at the hotel. She said she knows the former owner of the hotel and then as I informed her about her death, she told me that she knows you and Matt, so I gave her your cell phone numbers.”“She knows both of us, as well as Mrs. Garcia? What was her name?” Stella sat up, followed by a confused Matt. “What is going on?” He whispered. She raised her hand as a ‘wait’ sign.“She refused to tell me. Oh, one more thing, she was acting really strange, smirking and whispering to herself something I couldn’t hear.” She informed. “

“I called mom. She said that Ian had fun and now he is peacefully sleeping.” Stella informed Matt, while the latter came out of the bathroom. “Hmm.”“What is with this attitude? Did I do something wrong?” “Yes, you did.” The irritated man yelled. “Why are you raising your voice? And what did I do?” She sat beside him on the bed. “Nothing.” He coldly replied as he stood up drying his wet hair. “Matt.” She grabb

She rushed to open the door, but he grabbed her once again. “Let’s meet again.” She pushed his hand away, walking out of the room. Ian opened the door as well, dragging the bag on the floor. “It’s too heavy for me, mommy.” She quickly took it off his hands before sanding a glare at John. “Stella!” “I’m coming.” She headed downstairs, straight to the kitchen. “Where have you been?” “She was with-”