When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Suddenly, a car sped toward her, the driver frantically honking to warn her of the danger.

But Stella, drowning in her own concerns, didnt even hear the blaring horn.

At the last second, Matthew reacted.

With lightning speed, he reached out and pulled Stella into his arms, shielding her from harm.

For a moment, everything stilled.

Wrapped in Matthews familiar embrace, a sense of calm washed over Stella.

It was as though she had found sanctuary amidst the chaos of her mind, allowing her to regain clarity.

Feeling a wave of guilt, she lowered her head and murmured, Im sorry.

I wasnt paying attention.

Matthew gently released Stella, his chest tightening at the sight of her dazed expression. Unable to stop himself, he offered a reassuring smile and softly said, You dont have to worry.

Cordell is probably just overreacting.

surgery is nothing-barely a blip

I still need

Ill live a long and healthy

Stella raised her head.

Matthew, unsure if

had softened and he didnt look as

help but ponder, if Matthew recovered his memories, would it naturally resolve the blood clot, potentially making surgery unnecessary? A brief gleam of hope appeared in Stellas eyes as she tentatively asked Matthew, The way you spoke just

splash of water, rapidly dousing the tiny

Stellas spirits plummeted.

lost their sparkle as if her entire energy

expression and opened his mouth like he wanted to offer some words of

his

it out and Lindsays

frown, he

was nearby, overheard the feminine tone on the line and

short conversation, Matthew ended

faced Stella and advised, You might

to

only confirmed Stellas

she silently made her way to the car, settled into the drivers seat, and wrestled with her swirling emotions. On one hand, Stella clung to