CHAPTER 40

Stella Romilly's pov,

Past.

“Stella!”

I was already turned to her, squinting my eyes in an invisible sun. She was panting and stopped right in front of me with her hands on her knees.

“Stella,” she managed as she tried to control her breathing as quickly as possible, the information too urgent on her lips.

“Stella, you..” she halted, running her hands through her hair.

“You called the police,” she muttered as a sign of an almost finished breath and she thought I hadn't heard her so she repeated herself.

“You called the police. You called the police.”

“I-”

“I did,” a mature female voice spoke from my side.

“I called the police.“ she emphasized.

My mother's pale eyes worked her way up to the woman in question.

“You did?” she asked. As if she wanted to know who did. A look of horror crossed her sharp features and she turned to me.

“Why did you call the police?” His mouth hung low as she stared at me as if I was the one. My teacher placed a protective hand in front of me and pushe