STELLA'S POV
I stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself—already dressed for work, but too ashamed to face him. I was stupid enough to have kissed him back, and he walked away without a word… like I disgusted him.
I was supposed to ride with him to work, but I'd rather work for hours than get into a car with him.
But I had no right to be mad at him this was all me. I broke my own rule. I let myself get caught in the moment, and that was a mistake I would never allow to happen again.
I grabbed my bag and slipped quickly out of the room, creeping through the hallway, hoping I didn’t bump into him.
I moved as quietly as possible, like my life depended on it God knows I wouldn’t be able to bear any conversation with him right now.
The housekeeper gave me a small nod as I passed.
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