The old Mrs. Morrison stayed in the corridor, eavesdropping on what they were saying since she wasn't comfortable because she thought Stella would take revenge on her once she realized her father had been rich and wanted to take her away.
Once Travis and Stella finished laughing, old Mrs. Morrison waited for them to say something, but silence crawled for a while.
“What happened?” Old Mrs. Morrison thought to herself as she placed her palm on her mouth. “Have they known I am here?”
She wasn’t sure, and so she stayed a little longer, trying to figure out what was happening between them.
A soft sign came, and a soft voice of Travis followed. “I want to tell you something and I don’t know how to put it.”
“What is that?” Stella asked.
Old Mrs. Morrison furrowed her face and seriously wa
