When Love Comes Late by PASSION

But destiny had dealt her a heavy blow.

As Stella mused about her circumstances, she failed to realize that tears were already falling down her face.

And the more she cried, the more aggrieved she felt.

She was angry and frustrated, with no one to vent to or even confide in.

Her thoughts drifted over to Miley.

It would be nice if she could come over and keep her company.

But when Stella opened her social media, she saw the photos Miley had posted.

Miley was beaming at the camera, and behind her was a table laid out in a romantic, candlelit dinner.

On the other side of the frame was Neville, who was gazing at her with a doting smile.

Stella couldn’t bring herself to intrude upon her friend’s happiness, especially when their situations were a direct contrast to each other.

With no one else to talk to, Stella slumped on the floor in the living room and proceeded to drown her sorrows in alcohol.

first, she contemplated how to

she do to help him regain his memories as quickly

time, her thoughts went

to walk because of saving Matthew, was there still a chance that Matthew and she could get back together? Would things never return to the

raced with

knew it, she had emptied several bottles

drinking until her head

the darkness take her and passed out on

all this was happening, a black Rolls-Royce was parked in front of the gates of the

sat behind the wheel, staring at

things Stella had said back

initially planned to return to the office, but his thoughts

would calm his tumultuous emotions, Matthew cruised through the roads aimlessly until, somehow,

back in the driver’s seat, feeling an unexpected sense of peace come over him

out, but they continued to

glanced at

It was nearly midnight.

Matthew jumped out of the car and rushed into