I froze, my heart racing as I stood staring with shock at Nicolas. It wasn’t supposed to be him. Not now. Not with Stella here.
“Mel,” he said, stepping forward. “We need to talk.”
Before I could respond, Stella’s voice rang out. “Who is it, Mel?”
I heart beat accelerated, my body blocking the door as I turned to her. “Oh, just a neighbor. He needed something.”
“Hey, what’s going on?” he asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Is that Stella?"
I nodded. "Nicolas, she's in the living room.”
"What the hell is she doing here?" he muttered, his eyes wide with shock.
"Chris told her." I answered simply, "You need to leave now!"
"Did he tell her about us?" he asked, fear coating his voice. "Does she know?"
I shook my head.
Stella’s voice from the living room grew louder, more curious
