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Her small hand clung nervously to Ronald's shirt collar, her grip tightening with each passing second. Ronald glanced down at her, noticing the anxiety in her eyes, and an amused smirk tugged at his lips.

With a swift motion, he grabbed her hand and tucked it inside his shirt.

Stella felt the firmness beneath her fingers and instinctively tried to pull away, but Ronald held her hand playfully captive. "Let me go!" she exclaimed, flustered.

Just then, Yvonne's voice crackled through the phone. "Hey, Ronald, what are you guys up to?"

Stella's mind went blank. She'd completely forgotten that Ronald was on a call with Yvonne.

How embarrassing!

Ronald, still teasing Stella, responded coolly into the phone, "Curious, are you?"

Yvonne fell silent, confused.

Stella, too, fell silent.

Was he playing with her?

Yvonne hesitated, then said, "Uh... not really?"

She knew better than to pry into Ronald's business. As his sister, she was well aware of his intimidating ways.

survival trek in the desert, unable to shower-

for

and Ronald were left

who loved sleeping in and had a hard time getting up for school. She would almost always arrive nearly an hour later than the

three years, and now she's all of a sudden

is she good

tell me she's

spaghetti for us

more like it was going to kill us! One

She didn't remember her cooking

bit, but don't make me end up in the hospital again You remember the time you had food poisoning, right? I had

"Shut up."

take it

was also shocked, staring at

saying, her cooking is dangerous! If you eat it, fine, but every time you make me and Mom

couldn't believe it. Was the

didn't know how

that her classmates would make

had a

she