Another guilt attack left Stella unable to refuse. She paused when Matilda came over with bandages and what not and started to wrap up the cut wound. The bleeding had already stopped.
"I'm free. Where do you wanna meet?" She asked on the phone.
Matilda was entirely focused on making the bandage as secure as possible. She wasn't even listening. Not that Stella was trying to keep it a secret.
But her voice was naturally low when talking to Dove. To the point where she seemed unwilling.
"Awesome! Let's meet for lunch! We can go to this museum nearby, it's got wax statues!" Dove mumbled slightly with her words.
Excitement laced her voice, making Stella feel even worse for making excuses for the past few days.
"Sure. Let's meet."
An hour later, Stella found herself holding a pack
