Stella had always assumed that if they lived together, either she would become enraged with Clarence or he would become tired of her and be able to get rid of her without getting blood on his hands. He would then bury her somewhere that no one would know. Thankfully, the miserable man appeared to be busier in the days that followed.

She was even unsure if he had returned home at night. Stella could now focus peacefully on her design. She adjusted her neck, got up, and sent the draft to Phoebe's inbox. When Stella checked her phone and saw that it was the weekend, she messaged Sherry to ask...