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Stella felt like she wanted to curl up and disappear.

"Dear God, if you could just strike me with lightning right now, that'd be great," she thought, mortified.

Ronald raised an eyebrow. "Star?"

Stella let out an awkward laugh, her cheeks turning a bright shade of red. She was seriously embarrassed.

Finley... that troublemaker.

Would Ronald be mad at Finley? Stella wasn't sure, but she was tempted to strangle him herself.

Seeing her frozen in place, Ronald pulled her into his arms. His long arms wrapped around her effortlessly as he grabbed the item she was clutching.

Stella panicked and tried to hold on, struggling to keep it from him.

"No, don't look," she pleaded, her face scrunched up in embarrassment.

Ronald chuckled softly, easily taking the item from her grasp.

Stella buried her head into his chest, utterly embarrassed.

From above, Ronald's amused voice reached her ears. "Star, are you trying to tell me something?"

"I'm not, I swear," Stella mumbled, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, too embarrassed to face him.

Finley, that jerk! She silently cursed him to a lifetime of being single.

you get this? Who gave

a loss

didn't see the whole

it wasn't Susanna. It was Finley who gave

she wouldn't hesitate

she couldn't handle the pressure. If she dared admit she

Better let Ronald take out his

so close, she could

upon hearing it was Finley who gave her the

"Finley?"

"Yes, it was him."

what Finley said

throwing him under the

wouldn't go all the

to Ronald, she changed the subject. "I've got something else to tell

"What is it?"

didn't take the

staff supposed to

them to her, or the staff ensured

on to her meaning, Stella blushed, her voice turning

her voice gave Ronald the clue

"Birth control?"

buried her face deeper,

don't need to

Stella was surprised. "Huh?"