When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Stella shook her head and smiled softly, trying to appear unfazed.

Im used to it, really.

Dont worry about me.

You should head home early too, so Neville doesnt end up worried sick.

Miley feigned indifference, tossing a lighthearted, Humph, as if hed care about me.

Yet her actions betrayed her words-she was already heading toward the parking lot, a sweet smile Lingering on her face.

Stella watched Miley walk away, a quiet smile tugging at her lips.

Yet in that moment, her thoughts drifted to Matthew.

She missed him terribly.

If only Matthew hadnt lost his memory. No matter how busy he had been, he would have always found a way to make time for her.

Gazing at the bustling crowd on the street and the silent screen of her phone, Stella felt a wave of sadness wash over her.

she longed for a message from him at this very

haste and entered a private room, their eyes immediately falling on the table cluttered with six

in hand, his despondent expression a stark contrast to the lively hum of

trying to drown the weight of

had called Neville and Cordell for help, and they had

they were both perplexed by Matthews

oblivion? Matthew swirled the empty glass in his hand, his tone flat

hesitated, visibly uneasy, unsure of what to

forward, snatching the glass from

you even know what youre

slurred, but the

are you here? I know what

a

waved at Fernando again, repeating the

Go get the wine.

shooting

You can leave now.

as he reached for the wine again, only to have Cordell block