Stella Grace hung up the phone. She was lost in her thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Frederick Addington asked as he held her cold hand.
Stella shook her head and said, "I heard some shocking news, so I'm feeling a little flustered."
"You always think too much and keep everything to yourself. You'll get depressed if you go on like this. Stella, you should make more friends," Frederick suddenly suggested.
"Real friendships are few and far in between. Those whom you associate with regularly tend to become bad people. On the other hand, those whom you rarely interact with would be the ones who were always there for you. Sometimes a friend can be scarier than an enemy. I would rather have a few true friends than a lot of meaningless friends," Stella retorted.
Frederick nodded. "You're right. You already have me."
"Ha." Stella let out a laugh and looked out of the window.
Somehow, her smile made him uncomfortable.
