"Stella's point of view,"
"What are you doing sitting here alone, Mr. Woods?"
He came and sat alone here on this rock, leaving me in the hut all by myself. I waited for him to return for a very long period, and when he did not return, I came here looking for him and saw that he was sitting here alone, talking to himself.
I stood far away and attempted to hear him, but his rambling was too difficult to make out. But judging by the look on his face, I got the impression that he was extremely anxious about something.
What could that be, exactly?
Am I the cause of his angst?
No, this can not happen. Why would he even bother to consider me? He doesn't even care that I exist; the only reason he even kissed me was during a passionate exchange.
What then might cause his melancholy? My sub
