When Love Comes Late

However, just as his fingertips nearly grazed her skin, he was jolted back to reality.

Visions of Stella unconscious in her bed at Prosper Bay surged into his mind.

Apprehensive that he might again lose control, he swiftly withdrew his hand and exited the room.

Back in the Living room, Matthew sat in solitude for an extended period, wrestling with his emotions.

He recalled the documents that Fernando had prepared for him at his request, prompting him to retrieve his phone and review them.

The files included various news items about him and Stella, some of which had been removed from the internet.

He sifted through the documents, searching for any evidence of the individual he suspected was connected to Stella, the figure who haunted his thoughts earlier.

Yet, he found nothing pertinent-no news or information.

Doubts about his own perceptions began to creep in.

Was this supposed affair merely a concoction of his imagination?

He quickly dismissed such thoughts.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

He was convinced that the mental images he harbored were more authentic than any journalistic account; despite his struggles with memory loss, those visions remained vivid.

He ruminated on these matters until the early morning, ultimately succumbing to exhaustion and falling asleep.

The following morning, Stella woke up gradually.

She remained lying down for a while, her gaze fixed on the ceiling as her thoughts coalesced and the events of the preceding evening slowly reassembled in her memory.

Anxiety twisted in her stomach.

Had Matthew departed? Perhaps he had left with Lindsay?

Contemplating these possibilities, a sense of loss enveloped her.

She inhaled deeply, attempting to sideline her thoughts about Matthew, and rose from the bed to depart.

Her plan was simple: to exit quietly and possibly extend her thanks to Sanford at a later time.

However, as she emerged from her room, she found Matthew asleep on the couch in the living room, still clad in yesterday’s attire.

Stella halted abruptly, her emotions entwined in confusion and surprise.

He really stayed?

She observed him quietly for a moment, her mind drifting back to the last time they had been close.

It was just before his business trip to Sothrea, where they had shared a wild, enchanting night at the resort.

That was just over a month ago, but to Stella, it felt like decades had passed.