Chapter Thirty Two

2 weeks later............

Stella

"Who is she?"

"where does she come from?"

"I'm sure this isn't his wife"

I listened and watched as people started joining in to look at a newspaper in a fat lady's hands. I walked over to where she was and tried to peak into the newspaper.

I felt my world came crumbling down when I saw the photo of me and Daryl in Paris.

"I didn't know him and his wife were divorced?."

"Maybe they're not and there's something more to it"

My face wasn't exactly shown up in the picture and that I was really thankful for. I walked away feeling very weak before sitting on