Chapter 219: Nervous wreck
"Friday, seventh of June, that’s today, oh shit, I gotta get ready." She bolted off her chair and headed towards the stack on her bed, but then, she stopped abruptly.
"I gotta call Beatrix."
She ran back to her desk, snatched up her phone and began to call.
"Sweetie, miss me already?"
"Beatrix, I got invited for the interview," Her excitement was palpable from the sound of her voice.
"Ooh, I’m beginning to think Matteo might just be destined for you,"
Her reference caused Stella’s throat to go dry, she scavenged the insides of her mouth for moisture to gulp down because – she wondered why she would make such a reference in the first place.
A panic began to build within her, as she began to believe Beatrix somehow knew about her secret interest in her brother and might’ve told him already.
I don’t think I’d ever be able to face him – ever.
"Why would you think that, Beatrix? He would never see me in that light, you know," That much was evident to her, and it weighed heavily in her heart. She could feel the weight of her incompetence bearing down on her, she sought hard for someone to blame it all on, but all she could come up with for herself.
She had every chance to leave her obsessive ex, but she decided to stay, hoping to change her, gambling with way less chances of her coming out alive. She was absolutely weighed down by the dawning revelations that were recurring in her mind, and she suddenly no longer felt like dwelling on the topic.