I'm pacing back and forth in my room, my mind racing over everything that just happened. I can't believe Adrian stood up for me like that.
Suddenly, the wall opens up and Adrian wheels himself in. Without thinking, I run to him and throw my arms around him, hugging him tight. It feels like I'm holding onto a lifeline.
"Adrian, I-" I start to say, ready to explain everything.
But Adrian interrupts me. "I believe you," he says softly. "I know you didn't push her."
His words make me feel warm all over. He believes me! I pull back a little to look at his face, searching his gorgeous silver eyes.
"Really?" I ask, hardly daring to hope.
Adrian nods. "Really. I know you wouldn't do something like that, Stella."I feel tears pricking at my eyes, but I blink them away. "Thank you," I whisper. "I was so scared you'd believe her over me."
Adrian takes my hand in his. "I trust you."
Hearing his words had my heart fluttering with joy a
Gabriella's povI storm into Sebastian's room, not bothering to knock. I'm so angry I can barely see straight."How dare you!" I yell at him. "How dare you side with that whore over me!"Sebastian just sits there, looking annoyingly calm. It makes me want to throw something at him."You know Stella never pushed you, Gabriella," he says, like he's talking to a child."You don't know anything!" I snap back. "You weren't even fucking there!"I can't believe this. Sebastian, of all people, should be on my side. After everything we've been through, after everything we've done...
I pace back and forth in my room, feeling trapped. I know I can't stay cooped up all day, but the thought of going downstairs makes my stomach churn. Adrian's busy down there, and while I long to see him, I dread running into his parents or Gabriella after how they behaved yesterday.But I need to know if there's any news about Lyra. My best friend is still missing, and I can't just sit here doing nothing. I take a deep breath, steeling myself. "I won't let them intimidate me," I mutter, squaring my shoulders.Mustering all my courage, I step out of the room and head downstairs. Each step feels like a small act of defiance against those who want me gone.As I reach the bottom of the stairs, my eyes widen in shock. The entire place is buzzing with activity, being transfor
I stand at the top of the staircase, my heart pounding. The ball has been in full swing for an hour, but I've been too nervous to make my entrance. Taking a deep breath, I smooth down my dress and step into view.The gown Adrian gave me is breathtaking - an off-the-shoulder shimmering red number that hugs my curves before flowing out gracefully. The fabric catches the light with every movement, creating a mesmerizing effect.My hair is swept up in an elegant updo, with a few loose tendrils framing my face. The stylist Adrian sent did an amazing job with my makeup - smoky eyes that make my gaze smolder, a hint of blush on my cheeks, and deep red lips that match my dress perfectly.I take my first step down the stairs; the room falls silent. I can feel every eye turn to st
When we finally part, both of us breathing heavily, I can see the mix of love and mischief in Adrian's eyes. "I've been wanting to do that all night," he murmurs, his forehead resting against mine.I can't help but laugh softly, a mix of exhilaration and nervousness. "Adrian, you're crazy. What if someone had seen?""Let them, the sight of how stunning you look could raise even the fucking dead," he says with a wicked grin.With this, Adrian lifts me, making my back hit a nearby tree as he hoists my dress up, peppering kisses on my neck that make me moan. His hands are firm and possessive, holding me close as he trails his lips down my throat, each kiss igniting a fire within me.My hands move quickly, unbuckling hi
I'm standing next to Adrian, who's sitting in his wheelchair. We're outside a hospital room. The doctor has just told us we can go in, and I'm nervous about what I'll see.I lift my dress a little so I don't trip and hurry into the room. What I see makes me stop in my tracks.There, lying in the hospital bed, is my best friend. She's so still, hooked up to all these machines. The doctor said she's in a coma, but seeing her like this makes it real.I feel tears start to run down my cheeks. I can't believe this is happening."Oh no," I whisper, moving closer to the bed. "What happened to you?"I reach out and take her hand. It's warm, but she doesn't squeeze back
I stand there, stunned, my hand on my cheek. The exhaustion, the emotional rollercoaster of the night, and now this - it's all too much. I feel tears welling up in my eyes again.Oh my god, did she see me having sex with Adrian?!My eyes widened as I hold onto my cheek.Adrian turns to me, his voice gentle but firm. "Stella, go to your room. I'll handle this."I nod, relieved to escape this tense situation. But as I turn to leave, Gabriella grabs my hand, yanking me back. Without thinking, I pull my hand away, flashing her off."You're a homewrecker!" Gabriella shrieks. "Staying out all night with my man, the father of my child after I offered you an olive branch and invited you to the ball and this is how you repay me?!"She turns to Adrian's parents, pointing an accusing finger at me. "See? She's showing her true colors now!""Enough," Adrian says, his voice sharp.I feel awful. This is the last thing I need right no
I step into the mansion, exhausted from another long day at the hospital. Lyra's still stable, but unconscious. The doctors say she might wake up soon, but the waiting is killing me. I can't help but think they were just saying this so I wouldn't cry my eyes out again.As I make my way through the foyer, I spot Adrian in his wheelchair near the dining room. My heart skips a beat at the sight of him, but before I can say anything, Daisy's voice catches me off guard."Stella, dear! Come join us for dinner," she calls out, her tone surprisingly warm.I freeze, shocked by the invitation. My eyes dart around the room, taking in the scene. Everyone's there - Adrian, his parents, Sebastian, and... Gabriella. I can see the tension in her posture, her eyes fixed on her plate.I hesitate, memories of that awful dinner when Gabriella announced her pregnancy flooding back. Since then, I've avoided these family dinners like the plague. Adrian joins them occasionally,
My mind is racing as I pace back and forth in my room, my hands shaking slightly. Pregnant? How could I be pregnant? But then again... how could I not have considered the possibility?The events of the dinner keep replaying in my head. Daisy's knowing smile, the shocked faces around the table, Gabriella's look of pure venom. And Adrian... the mixture of surprise and something else in his eyes haunts me.Suddenly, the hidden wall panel slides open, and my heart leaps into my throat. Adrian walks in, no longer in his wheelchair, his face unreadable. I freeze mid-step, my anxiety skyrocketing.What's going through his mind? Is he angry? Disappointed? Or maybe... excited? I can't tell, and it's driving me crazy."Adrian