Adrian
Silence falls between Stella and I. Neither of us move or dare to speak. My vision turns glossy as tears well inside my eyes.
Stella looks away. She brings her hand to her face, wiping the skin beneath her eye. Oh, how I wish it was me to be the one to reach out and wipe away her tears for her.
“Adrian,” my name comes out of her mouth in a puff of air, slightly irritated and slightly bittersweet. “I can’t keep doing this.”
How can I even respond to that? Can she not imagine how this must be making me feel as well? She is not the only one who is going through something in this relationship, or lack thereof.
Stella stands and begins to round the table. I quickly get up and stop her in her path, reaching out to grab her elbow. She yanks her arm and takes a step back, looking up
