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Her world had totally blown up.

"He's fine. I found some medicine, and he took it," Stella blurted out, trying to calm Finley’s nerves with a hastily concocted lie.

Finley raised an eyebrow. "Medicine? Where'd you get that kind of medicine?"

"Just... found it in the medicine cabinet," Stella muttered, barely convincing even herself. Who keeps that kind of stuff in their medicine cabinet? Especially here in Spring Hill?

"In the medicine cabinet?" Finley’s skepticism was palpable.

"Yeah, exactly."

Stella’s tone was serious as she tried hard to sell the lie, almost convincing herself in the process.

Finley wasn't buying it. "Just let me in. I need to see him. Don't mess around, okay?"

Stella fell silent. The deed was already done.

"Hold on, just a sec."

After hanging up, Stella glanced at her reflection in the mirror, her mind racing. She gave herself a light slap on the cheek. "Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into?"

How did last night even come to this? Was she taking advantage of him? After all, Ronald had been out of it.

Her thoughts were a jumbled mess.

Quietly, she cracked open the bathroom door and peeked at Ronald, still lying on the bed, clearly worn out.

No wonder he was exhausted; it must have been at least two hours, right?

Her legs felt like jelly, both sore and achy. She needed a doctor more than Ronald at this point.

Even knowing Ronald wouldn’t wake up easily, Stella dressed quietly, taking care to also tidy him up a bit.

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to hide that gray scarf in the bathroom and straightened up the room.

...

Opening the door, she found Finley rubbing his hands together to ward off the cold, clearly having waited outside for a while.

Finley did a double-take at Stella, wrapped up in a thick, fluffy robe, her neck buried in a fuzzy scarf.

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