Stella’s point of view.

I didn’t bother taking my change, or even turn around to tell the cab driver to keep the change, but I guess he’d get the message. I was so worried something’s happened to Megan, so I raced to our door and pushed it open.

“Megan? Meg?!” I shouted panickedly as I rushed into our living room.

My eyes scanned the living room, but she wasn’t nowhere to be found, which made a terrifying thought crossed my mind.. don’t tell me she’s committing suicide in her room!

Without thinking twice and fearing that my thought might be true, I dashed towards her room and quickly pushed the...