STELLA's POV
I sat in Luke’s room, worry filled my mind. Valerie, I was worried about Valerie. Ever since our small banter, we had not talked and I had not gone over to her place like I used to. I assumed that she would want her space and I wanted to give that to her.
But another side of me was worrying about her like a worry wart. No matter how she tried to mask it, I knew she was not okay. I have known Valerie for the longest time and she was the type of person to hide the way she truly felt with a fake smile plastered on her lips.
How could I help her be happy again?
I recalled the way she always genuinely smiled when she was with Kayden. She was as vibrant as ever and her smiles were genuine. I sighed and lay back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. I had come to the conclusion
