Chapter 1970
When Love Comes Late
Silence fell between them.
Suddenly, Bella seemed to be listening to distant conversations in her mind.
She paused, waiting for the voices to diminish.
When the whispers subsided, she approached the photograph again and asked, âDo you have any other pictures?â
With a note of regret in her voice, Alissa replied, âSheâs not fond of taking photos.
This one was taken at our graduation.
â
As Alissa spoke, fleeting memories began to stir in Bellaâs mind, bringing on a headache that was more intense than before.
She attempted to hold onto those memories, but they evaded her, barely touching the surface of Alissaâs words.
Taking a deep breath, Bella excused herself.
âIâm sorry.
Iâm feeling unwell.
I need to go back now.
Letâs schedule another time to meet.
â
Alissa was visibly taken aback.
She had hoped Bella would linger a bit longer, perhaps triggering some recollection.
Yet, seeing her discomfort and knowing she was still under medical care, Alissa chose not to push her.
Instead, she prioritized Bellaâs comfort over her own curiosity.
Moreover, Alissa had no concrete evidence to confirm that Bella was indeed the friend she cherished; it was all speculative.
Alissa knew she mustnât rush to conclusions.
Resignedly, she suggested, âThen weâll set up another meeting soon.
â
The trio exited the studio.
As the doo
r shut behind them, Bella cast a lingering glance back at it, and then slowly diverted her gaze.
She struggled to define the emotions swirling within her, akin to a deep sense of attachment.
After parting ways with Alissa, Stella accompanied Bella on her way home.
Noticing Bellaâs continued pallor, Stella expressed her concern.
âHow about I take you to the hospital?â
Bella shook her head, assuring her, âItâs okay.
Iâm feeling much better now.
I think Iâll be fully recovered soon.
â
Seeing Bellaâs determination, Stella chose not to press further.
Bella closed her eyes, her mind adrift in thought.
She was pondering the photograph from Alissaâs studio.
It seemed she had encountered the girl in the photograph before, somewhere in her scattered memories.
That night, Bella was at home, rummaging through the cabinets and drawers.
This was what Kristian found when he got home.
He suddenly remembered Stella asking about the photos earlier.
At the thought of this, he became wary.
But he pretended to be calm.
He walked up to her and asked, âWhat are you looking for? Do you need help?â
Bella subconsciously didnât want to tell Kristian the truth.
She only said, âNothing.
I suddenly remembered the projects that my studio had done before.
Iâm trying to find them to show them to Stella.
â
Kristian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Then, he reminded her, âHave you forgotten? Most of the documents are still in Dorburn.
You didnât bring them back with you.
â