Stella POV
I simply nodded and made my way back to the living room to continue my book.
As I settled back onto the couch, I couldn't help but feel a little left out. Aaron and his friends had always been so secretive about their work, and it was frustrating not to know what was happening.
But as I sipped my tea and nibbled on the cookies, I reminded myself that it was important for them to have their privacy. And maybe, just maybe, they would come to me if they needed my help.
I leaned back against the cushions, feeling content and relaxed, but then I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to put the sugar pot on the tea tray. Getting up from the couch, I made my way to the kitchen to grab the pot. I walked to the office, and just when I was about to open the door, I heard something
