Stella was sitting on the bed with her legs folded under her. Her eyes were fixed on the white envelope which was resting before her on the sprawled lemon yellow covers. She was contemplating whether or not she should open it on her own. She didn't have a single clue to what might be in there, and she wasn't expecting it to be something good either.
Heaving out a long, frustrated sigh, she picked up the white envelope and tore open its seal. She knew that she didn't have the patience to wait until her beloved husband arrived and do it with him. For her, it was better to get done with it sooner rather than later.
She pulled out a folded piece of paper from within the envelope which was securely tucked inside. After unfolding the letter, she began to read it as her eyes roamed over the typed letters. The letter still smelled of fresh ink which whafted up her nostrils, and she couldn't help but scrunch her nose.
