When Love Comes Late by PASSION

The unexpected call from Matthew caught Stella off guard, her expression changing subtly as she listened to him.

Gripping her phone tightly, she managed a calm response.

“I’m at the studio.

Let’s talk over lunch if you’re free.

”

Matthew agreed without hesitation.

After Stella hung up, her expression grew somber.

Entering the studio, she tried to focus on the backlog of design sketches, but her thoughts were scattered, her pencil moving almost aimlessly across the paper.

Suddenly, the image of the man in the wheelchair she had glimpsed earlier flashed through her mind.

Snapping back to reality, she realized she had inadvertently sketched his piercing cold eyes.

They seemed hauntingly familiar!

in concentration, trying to piece together the fleeting image from the

over the

arriving much earlier

here already? I thought we agreed to

”

expression was one of concern as he observed Stella’s

something amiss during their phone call and couldn’t concentrate at work, prompting him to

was worried

on? You seemed different this

He scrutinized her, looking for any sign of

inside, Stella began to recount her

to find out she’s on a

took

of fear in her eyes betraying

straight to the

”

noticed the brief tremble in her

gaze, searching

the way? Stella, please