Stella finally let go of his arm after dragging him all the way out of the club. She was about to throw a jumble of words at him, but the man beat her to it.
"What are you doing here?" Long gone was the sweet, possessive boyfriend as he questioned her in a stern tone. His words made Stella scoff as she started to walk away from the spot they were standing in. "I asked you a question, Stella." He spoke up in the same scruff tone as he began to follow her.
"Shouldn't you be the one to answer that question?" She added sarcastically, her steps coming to a sudden halt right next to an alley. She rolled her eyes when she didn't hear a response from him. "Since you are insisting so much, I will be the bigger person and answer your question. The stupid me was worried about my husband's whereabouts, so I decided to look for him and found him in some random local club."
