Night Fall:

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-Stella was in the living room waiting for her husband to come back home, again, like so many times she did expecting that he would be at home at a reasonable hour to enjoy the time left of the day together but it was always the same he would end the work and instead of returning to home he would go out to have fun with his friend something that Stella wouldn't mind if it wasn't for the type of game and who this friend was, the game being poker in a not very respectful place and betting money and the friend being his so call "The brothers I never had", "the worst man in the world if not the entire galaxy, no, of the universe, no, of the whole reality", that were Stella through on him just thinking about him made his blood boil, just hear his name, the name in this case being "David Myers".

This time was different she was going to have a serious talk with him, it was night time, Stella didn't need to see outside or see the hour after time she just know that his husband wouldn't come sooner, she hear a car, after so many times she could recognize the sound of the engine of the car of David, she opened the door to see a orange car with orange sits drive by a guy with a orange jacket and a orange tie, the only thing not orange on the car "Thanks to God", Stella through, was the skin and hair of the driver and Stella's husband "Harry", she looked at David he looked back and smiled, Stella hates that, she believes no one could do a more sinister and suspicious smile even if he tried, the worst part was how natural that smile looked on his face, it was very unsettling.

Harry looked obviously drunk like always he goes out with David, "Sorry for the delay, the game got interesting and we got a little carried away", David said, "Like always", Stella said with clear anger on her voice, "You should not speak so loud, Harry is not in condition to hear us argument, you don't want him to hear us talk bad things about each other, right Stella?, we both know who is the one that has more things that Harry shouldn't know", David respond, Stella didn't answer she know he was right, she help Harry to get out of the car and enter the house, "See you tomorrow first hour in the morning Harry" David said before beginning to drive.

Stella left Harry in the couch and put a blanket over him so he wouldn't catch a cold, she didn't had the stomach to force him to listen to her, Stella feel trapped a feeling that she didn't feel since a long while, she was between the sword and the wall, if she tried to tell something about David she would have to reveal to him her past with David and even if she did tell him she wasn't sure if he would incline more to her side or more to David's side, a few years ago she could have dare to do it since they were recently married and their trust was fresh and strong, she never believed that marriage would bring her happiness, in fact happiness wasn't of her concern when thinking about getting married she just wanted an escape from her previous life both before and after meeting David, poor Harry was oblivious to this he was deep in love in his eyes Stella was not less than an angel but Stella only saw Harry as a mean to a end however with time she began to appreciate him and eventually she realized that Harry was the love of her life, Stella began to believe that a happy ending was possibly for her until reality give her a wake up call, "Stella this is David my coworker, David this is Stella my wife", Stella remembered well that day, how many were the probabilities?, it was a cruel joke, that now that she began to truly believe that she could be happy her past comes back, although, was it truly a surprise?, her past always comes back to haunt her, it always comes back.

Stella was in the bedroom looking over the photos of her wedding, the first time that she saw them was a few days after the wedding, Harry was very excited to show the album to her, at the moment Stella just faked a smile and nodded not really caring about the content of the album, however Harry would bring up the album to show it to family, friends or just to himself over the years and Stella began to feel happy, proud, even whole in a way, like Harry was what she has always wanted in her life, what she deserved, eventually the day of their marriage had become Stella's most happiest day ever, Stella placed the album back in the small box in the closet, her wedding dress was hanged up in there, a beautiful reminder of that day that now is a mockery that remembers her the lies she has told and the crimes she committed, Stella couldn't stay in front of it, not even for a second, she leaved the room to looking behind, she got down stairs, Harry was deeply a sleep, Stella couldn't look at him, she had to clear her mind, she exited the house quietly.

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