Stella's POVI woke up one white afternoon to a broken spine, a cracked skull and no memories of my life at all. everything just felt so wrong. They said I used to be a models but no matter how many articles or social media posts I went through, I still wasn't able to remember a thing. I forgot everything except my traumatic childhood that no one else seems to be aware of. "What do you say we watch some of your Paris fashion walks. You were really proud of those moments," Kitty said as she wheeled me "It's no use, didn't that handsome guy say I seemed weary and even dropped my resignation letter on that day?" I asked and she nodded. "Plus his name is Lawrence and if anything, your were in love with him, can't you at least address him with his name instead of this lame nickname?" she asked, but I shrugged. "I don't remember, what's the need? Do you know why I wanted to resign though?" I asked, but she paused and shook her head, "it bothers me anytime I think about it." "I had no
Stella's POVThe plain ride back to where they called my home country was smooth and comfortable, considering all the private treatment I was given. However, there was the headache of having to move on a wheelchair and with do much pain in my legs. "I think you should rest some more since we just landed," Lawrence said. "I think so too, but I can't take myself up the stairs," I whined as I watched the spiral staircase go up. "No issues with that, there are three different rooms downstairs and you can use either one of them. my room will be beside yours, so if you need anything," he pushed me towards the so called rooms and opened the door from behind me, causing my breath to seize for a moment before he straightened up. "And if you want, we can discuss sharing the room with you. I honestly won't mind," he said and while I considered it, I had to refuse. "Right, but I'll pass thank you. I just want to sleep away this jetlag for now." "If that's what you want, I'll leave you to r
Stella’s povI hated being wheeled!“Bestie!” Tina ran up to me as Lawrence helped me out of the car and placed me on the damned wheelchair.I looked in her direction. Her eyes were swollen and she had big dark circles underneath them but she still maintained a smile and had her hands spread for a hug before suddenly stopping wide eyed and dropping her hands as Lawrence adjusted my legs on the wheelchair.“What's going on? What prank are you trying to pull? This is not a funny bestie, she said as she had her eyes fixed on my bandaged hand.A dislocation I got after falling off the bed, because I wanted to get off myself. I winced at the thought of it as it was both embarrassing and painful because I was awfully pressed.“I'm sorry for your loss, tina. It's so sad that you're losing your mom so early to such a disaster,"I said and lowered my head to offer my condolences. After All, it was only natural to greet the briefed about their loss.“Thank you?” she cocked her head to the side a
“Im sorry, i haven't introduced myself properly, i'm stella's boyfriend and my name is lawrence. She had an accident recently and hit her head really badly. I really apologize for her actions.” he said."Boyfriend? Is that why you got cocky all if a sudden?" Tina paused."Sweetheart calm down. She looks a little different, maybe we could get some information from this boyfriend guy," Carl held her hand and gave it soft strokes before she sat down. But while doing that, his eyes were glaring daggers at me.I couldn't help the disgusted face I made before mouthing, "you're ugly," at him and he visibly recoiled in shock. "You eventually got yourself a boyfriend uhn? Stella the Virgin?" Her father said as he looked at me and tried to maintaining eyecontact and when he finally did, he smirked. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Is everyone in your family weird bestie?" I blurted out, because it didn't make any moral sense for her father to ask that type of question. "Or was I close to that man? H
"I'll remain with her," Lawrence said in a final tone. "How about pictures?" A lady joined in as she walked down the stairs. "Sarah, you were listening?" Tina's dad asked as he turned to her. Everyone had turned to her as she stepped down the stairs in a white flowy gown. As she neared us, I noticed that it was almost transparent. "Who is she trying to seduce? Cover your eyes Lawrence," I said as I raised my hand to his face. "Yes, I was but I couldn't join in earlier as I was busy arranging the room." She said, but I'd never seen a smile as conquettuish as her. And what was more enraging was how Tina's father was gladly accepting it. His wife hadn't even been dead for two months. "Stella, do you remember her? She's Sarah, dad's secretary. We met her a few times when we called dad," Tina said but I shrugged. "I don't even remember my bestfriend." "Touche," Sarah said as she sat provocatively beside Tina's father. "I don't remember anything and your family is really weird,
Lawrence's POV"Did you really have to go that far just to leave the house?" I asked as we waited in the VIP room of one of the chain restaurants I owned. "Hmm," she scoffed and folded her hands, "I told you but you wouldn't listen in the first place," she said stubbornly as her stomach growled. After her sudden outburst, her best friend had had enough and asked her to leave saying she was welcome anytime. But even a child could feel and hear the sarcasm in her tone. The family was oddly at peace despite their recent loss and they seemed to be recovering too fast which had gotten on Stella's nerves. I glanced at her again as she kept the stubborn look on, but the slight furrow of her eyebrows had me concerned, however, she told me all was well all times I asked her what was wrong or whether she had recovered her memories. It was an hassle I wanted to have dealt with immediately, although her hungry stomach came first. "Here is your food," the waitress entered with the manager of
"Did you just call me bitch?" I wish I could stand up and swipe my face across her face, but my limp legs and the annoying wheelchairs held me back. "Yes, and so what, what do you bitch want from my man, uhn?" she raged, but I wasn't about to be at a disadvantage. "Your man? Tch," I scoffed, "in your ugly dreams. in fact, I bet they are nightmares given how ugly you are!" "Me? how dare you call me ugly? Being a model doesn't make you anything!" "I see you must have done your research and that's why you baked your face before coming here!" If she was going to deny it, then u was going to prove it to her. I grabbed the glass of whine beside me and threw it to her face without hesitation. "That's what you get for claiming what is not yours." "You know I'm right beside you and that I'm a person, right?" Lawrence asked. "You shut up and let me deal with this ugly beast!" I said and watched Lawrence's stunned expression."Kenzie can be really crazy, security will arrive soon, so let
Lawrence's POVThere was my brother's case and now Kenzie. “Why didn't you tell me about her? I could have prepared a more effective counter lash for her,” Stella sulked as we got into the car followed by some other two cars that had contained the guards from the top security company I was operating. Or at least, that was what it appeared to be on the surface, because in truth, that security company was a cover for my underground mafia business. I was only ten years in, so I couldn't compare despite my high success rate to my brother who had inherited the family's business. “Why don't we go home and rest for now?” I urged her as the ride continued, but she needed an outlet and she definitely wasn't having my words for it. So the moment we got home, she continued. “Now we are home and I can rest anytime. So I have so many questions.” She said and I was forced to sit opposite her. “Start with the one whose answer you want to hear the most. I might get tired along the lines of your