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

entered a private room, their

sat slumped in his chair, a glass in hand, his despondent expression a stark contrast to the lively hum of

weight of his troubles, while Fernando stood

Cordell for help, and they

each other, they were both

swirled the empty glass in his hand, his

visibly uneasy, unsure of what to

forward, snatching the

even know what youre

but the defiance was

are you here? I know

a drink-it wont

at Fernando again, repeating the

Go get the wine.

shooting Fernando a knowing

You can leave now.

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