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Stella’s head is pinching her hard, as she squints her eyes to the first ray of sun slips on her window. This is different, she is different. She feels like someone is gripping her heart and wanting it to stop beating. “You are my Luan” she remembers him saying. She is Luan, the orb showed her that. Then who is Stella? Who are these people caring for her and loving her? She shouldn’t be crying, it is still early. Her palms are sweating and her mind is running in deep. She is lost, if she could only close her and eyes then go back to the dream she had. Maybe, just maybe Aelius can tell her more.

Stella pulled him to face her. His eyes now staring back at Stella in shock with what she was saying. "You knew about 'Mission Love?" he whispered asked. "I knew it, the way she looked at you when you went at your old house to get that painting of mine together and then I went to her to confirm, she admitted and I swear I wanted to kill her right there and then but gradually as I spent time with her, the whole kidnapping thing," she waited to take a deep breath "I realized her love for you was beyond the limits of possessing you or having you." her voice softer now "She only wanted to love you or you can say she fell for you but did not expect anything from you in return. The only thing that

Stella did not need to answer it because the moment she stopped, Xavier was looking at her like she was a petulant child. That statement hit her even harder. “Stella, what is it?” he asked before she was trying to step away from Xavier. She has never thought that she was one of the pities that Xavier would look after. but right now, she doesn’t want pity from him. She wanted to be love. Stella wanted to be loved by him, Xavier, the most beautiful stranger that she ever met. Suddenly, she felt like she cannot breathe. It has been overwhelming after the time that her mother sent her that email. She cannot breathe properly and she was hoping that Xavier would be happy to know that she was plann

Stella touched his heart and felt every inch of it with closing her eyes. "How... I.. I.. mean... When... Where?"Stella started stuttering as she did not know how to react to this situation. It was not less than a dream for her that was happening with her. That's why she was scared. What if she wakes up and her beautiful dream turns into a nightmare. Stella's eyes started moistening and soon she started crying witnessing Damian's love for her. It was totally unexpected for her that one day the person she loves so much would come himself and express his love for her like this where every moment with him feels like a dream for her.

she asked. “I am, because you and Olivia matter to me, and you two staying by my side is all I need.” Stella gave a grateful smile, and it surprised me that I meant what I said. I truly wish that. "I love you, Fav. Thank you for your support and understanding," Stella muttered. I leaned in and kissed her soft lips, savoring the warmth of our long, loving kiss. "I love you, Sunshine," I whispered.

And hopefully, either the fat man would call Caleb or someone would realize we were missing and they would come to save us. "But why? Why did you hate Alya? Why did you want to get rid of her?" I quickly asked, focusing on Stella again. I had deduced that Stella enjoyed talking. That was the best way to stall her. Stella dropped her arm and an almost dreamy smile took over her lips. "Well...because Jay is my one true love, of course."

"Cursed or not I like you and here, so please stop leaving me alone." "You like Pelican Bay?" I swallow, getting ready to admit the big truth. "I like you." At the last second, I leave out the word love, not wanting to scare him. I am a crazy woman who lies about her dog being lost and makes a living by posting pictures of shoes on Instagram. I have to work Crispin into those deeper emotions very slowly. He smiles, getting into my space, and places a soft kiss underneath my earlobe. "I like you too, Stella. Maybe a little more than like."

“Let go.” With his other hand, he touched the side of his neck, then brought his fingers up in front of his eyes. There was blood on them. “Stella,” he said darkly, “weren’t you the one who used to love me so much?” The instant she heard the word love, she fought even harder. “Let go.” “When you fed me that bowl of porridge, what were you thinking?” Stella said nothing. “Tell me,” he pressed. “What were you thinking? That if I died, no one would stand in the way of you and Felix anymore? Is that it?”

“I’m sorry,” I said. “It was a moment of weakness. The full moon, combined with the unexpected mate bond… And I’ll admit I had a few too many drinks. It won’t happen again.” Anya’s shoulders slumped. “That’s what she said, too.” She crossed the room and sank into the chair next to me. “But I know she loves you. The question is, do you love her?” My breath lodged in my throat like a shard of glass. Stella said she loved me? I didn’t love her—I only loved Ella—so why did the thought make my heart flutter with excitement?

Stella replied as I looked at her shocked. “You knew?” “Before kwor, I know everything.” I actually believed her. “So your answer?” I asked her. “You propose when you dey find answer?” She bits out. “Stella.” I draw out her name. “Of course my answer is yes, I have already invested too much in you to say no.” Stella replied as unknown tension left my body. “I love you too.” I tell her. “See this man oh, who be tell you I love you.” she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled.