Time and again, Stella would peer at her phone log, eyes fixed on Beatrix's number. She did not know if it was a good idea to place a call after everything that had happened—after all, she had a thing or two to do with her brothers.
Ha! What a turn of events. She thought to herself with a laugh. She placed her phone back on the bed beside her pillow and reached for the chocolates on her bedside table, throwing one chunk into her mouth. She sighed as the flavor melted onto her tongue, filling her once again with a temporary delight that did things to her brain.
I guess it's good to sit back and unwind after a long day.
