Stella’s P.O.V.
I wanted him so badly. Yet, I couldn’t rid of this fact out of my mind that he saw Andrea in me. It was not his fault. How could this be his fault? What he saw was Andrea, not Stella. What he felt was Stella, not Andrea. For him, both were the same person because he didn’t know Stella. He only knew Andrea.
As soon as he took Andy’s name, the same pain of rejection pierced my heart again. I knew that I was behaving like a stupid one right now. He noticed the pain in my eyes and stopped instantly. I saw him worried. He was worried about me. He thought that he did something wrong. How could I tell him that he was not wrong? It was me who felt all these wrong things.
"Hey", I cupped her face and saw the pain in his eyes. God…. His pain was killing me like hell
