CHAPTER 56: Stella
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Stella sat at a small café, having lunch with Meesus. The Servant had sent her a note, asking to meet.
“That male over there is watching you.” Meesus’ voice was soft, but her eyes were far from demure as she stared back at the male.
“Really?” Stella blushed. Before her grandfather’s death no one had ever noticed her, except as the quiet accoutrement to her grandparents, and the only looks she’d gotten lately came with whispers and snickers.
“Yes, most definitely.”
Stella ran her hand down the front of her new sweater. It was a gorgeous dark blue. Meesus had suggested the color when they’d gone shopping. She’d said it highlighted her eyes and pale skin.
“You are a natural.” Meesus smiled.
“A natural what?” She had no idea what the other female meant by th
