STELLA'S POV
Sheila was practically glowing the moment we stepped out. Her laughter filled the car, her hands fluttering as she described all the dresses she was going to get. “I cannot believe we are actually going on a shopping spree with James’s card! Do you know how much money he has? I mean—you should, since he’s your boyfriend and all but Stella…” She kept going on and on, rattling off designers and colors like she was born for this.
I smiled at her excitement. To Sheila, I looked like I was listening, but my mind was far, far away from everything she was saying.
It was on James. I still couldn’t help but worry about him, even when he told me not to.
“You really need to tell me how you got James to fall for you, Stella. God knows I need a man like him. Only if our college selves
