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.

for a message

and entered a private room, their

sat slumped in his chair, a glass in hand, his despondent expression a stark contrast

trying to drown the weight of his troubles,

called Neville and Cordell for help, and they had arrived as

other, they were

glass in

uneasy, unsure of what to

forward, snatching the glass from

you trying to kill yourself? Do you even know what youre doing? Matthews

words slurred, but the defiance

I know what

a drink-it

waved at Fernando again, repeating

Go get the wine.

stepped in, shooting Fernando

You can leave now.

Matthews expression darkened as he reached for the wine again, only to have