Stella's POV
The next morning, I woke up and made a simple breakfast for myself.
After filling my stomach, I got down to business and called Missy.
On the phone, her voice was as innocent and cheerful as ever. "Stella, are you renting a place now? Where are you living? How about I come over after work today? I'll bring some groceries, and we can have a housewarming party at your place! How does that sound?"
I tried to smile as warmly as usual, saying, "Sure, just come over. I'll have the food ready."
Missy happily agreed.
After hanging up, I lit a cigarette and sent my new address to Sheila.
I could tell how much Leo and the others wanted me gone, just as much as I wanted them dead.
The reason I could still have a peaceful life in San Francisco until now was probably because of She
