~Completed~
'I'm bold.'
'I'm ever confident.'
'I don't give a fuck about what anyone thinks and have to say about me.'
'I'm who I am.'
'I'm Stella Downer.'
That's how it has always been, but what happens when things don't go exactly the way she plan...
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Stella Downer.......again😁
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It was Saturday, it was beyond 12pm but I was still crouched on my bed with my phone beside me.
I was over thinking about everything.
But above all, I was waiting for 'his' call.
Maybe there is a good reason he hasn't called yet, maybe his phone is dead, maybe he isn't feeling fine, maybe something bad happened at home....
Maybe....just maybe!
I heard a knock on the door for the first time since last night. I didn't bother asking who it was.
"Someone is here to see you," I heard Ivy's faint voice from the other side of the door.
Who could it be? I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now.
"It's a guy," she continued.
A guy? Is it Lan?
I shot out of my bed with the speed of light, without even bothering about the fact that I was clad in just shorts and a simple shirt. I jumped into my flip flops and ran towards the door.
