STELLA'S POV
oh my gojiberries, my stomach feels like hell! currently I was rubbing my stomach out of pain on blakes leather couch in the living room. Just so I could avoid him questioning us about the big brutes that were chasing me and castine. I did it all for that reason and only that reason. I did the best I could and changed the subject, I told him to start cooking a storm because nutella wasn't gonna fill me up. What a lie. he had smiled satisfied that I agreed with him and started to the stove. He cooked me a full course meal including crabs and I didn't stop eating there, I think I emptied the kitchen of junk food and snacks, oops. castine and cade were both glaring at me on the other couches, we may have had a disagreement on how much I should've ate. I guess they were right, my
