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Stella sighed as she finally pulled herself away from all the crowd. She was feeling queasy and out of breath. And she would have done anything to be able to get out of that dress right then.
She leaned against the wall and rubbed her chest, hoping that would settle her stomach.
"Stella, what are you doing here?" John Nelson, her colleague from work and the man who she had had lunch with, along with Joanne and the bodyguards, approached her.
"John..." Stella stood up straight, composing herself as she acknowledged.
"You okay?" John placed his hand on her arm, his eyes filled with concern. "You look pale. Should I call someone?"
Stella really wasn't feeling so well. She didn't want to bother her girls because they all seemed like they were having a gr
