The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Joshua couldn't help glancing at her. "Aren't you passionate about the violin? Doesn't this matter to you?"

Stella's voice was calm and measured.

"There are many forms of passion. Competing isn't the only way to prove it.

This time, it really was my fault. Felipa got caught up in the mess because of me. If the organizers decide to disqualify me, I don't have much to argue.

For me, competitions are just one way to grow, not the only one. I don't have to participate at all costs."

The competition was important, sure, but not so important that she'd sacrifice everything for it.

And compared to someone's life, it barely even registered.

Joshua was quiet for a while before he finally said, "You missed the competition to save me. I'll set the record straight for you."

But Stella shook her head. "No matter what I say now, those people looking for trouble will always find something to twist.

You're my assistant-anyone could claim we staged the whole thing. There's no point."

Joshua studied her. "So you're not planning to explain yourself?"

“I will, just not right away. The best time is when people have already decided not to believe a word I say. That's when I'll speak up."

Joshua, and an odd little

"Not a bad strategy."

looking to ride her coattails for some fame, Stella wouldn't have cared. But if Felipa tried to ruin her reputation, that was a different

fame game? Stella could play

Felipa managed to steal from her-Stella would make sure she gave it all back, one way or

better for now. If you need anything, just let me

replied, "You still haven't

asked right before they wheeled her into the ER. "Weren't you scared,

answered honestly. "Of

was.

in the moment,

you out,

really thinking about it-ey

all over again, I'm not

I owe you

her head. "You don't have to thank me. If you hadn't

last blow-I'd be

one

here in this hospital

to compete in the next round, or hold any more

really, you don't