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 from

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

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

weight of his troubles, while Fernando stood

had called Neville and Cordell for help, and they

at each other, they were both

he drinking himself into oblivion? Matthew swirled the empty glass in his hand, his tone flat as he said to Fernando,

uneasy, unsure of what to

snatching the glass

you trying to kill yourself? Do you even know what

slurred, but the defiance was

I know what

just a

waved at Fernando again, repeating the

Go get the wine.

shooting Fernando a

You can leave now.

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