"So, tell me, Stella, what's going on with you? And don't tell me you're fine because you look anything but fine." She spoke rapidly, her words tumbling out in one breath.
Stella felt a rush of panic flood her chest, wondering where to even begin. Her life had been a rollercoaster of ups and downs, and she didn't know whether to start with the good or bad parts.
While she racked her mind, she came to the stark realization that her life had been so full of negative events; it was a miracle she was still standing.
Beatrix observed her closely, taking in every detail. She wondered how long it had been since they last saw each other and what she had been through in that time. She could not tell, but at that moment, she knew she was having a hard time coming to a decision about what she should tell her first.
"Okay, let me make it easy for you, what are you doing?"
Stella flailed her arms around herself while she replied to her question.
