Silence slowly followed as Rocco chugged the can of beer while Stella was eating silently. As he was on his second can, his eyes slid to the woman across from her. The memory he had of Stella was of an ambitious girl with a genuine heart. She was a woman full of pride, just like him, and did everything she had done with all her heart.
Back then, Rocco was certain whatever career or path Stella would take, she would excel and make a name for herself. Her energy was like that, and one would surely see her as someone who would succeed in life.
But now that Rocco was observing her, he couldn't help but wonder what happened to her.
Why did she look so miserable?
Why did she look so meek??
Where did her blinding light had gone off?
Stella just looked so gloomy, as if she failed in everything. Her energy wasn't as bright and lively as it used to be, but she just gave off this thick, dark aura that was a bit depressing.
