42: Coffee Shop 2

Stella could tell that everyone was curious about who would walk in next, and although she was vaguely curious, she honestly couldn't care less unless they were a rich CEO who would leave her thousands in tips.

But even with that, she couldn't help but look up when the door was held open by the security position outside, and the very last person she expected to see sashayed through those glass doors.

It was good that Stella had dropped the glass menu she had been holding or it would have shattered on the black marble beneath her feet because nothing could have prepared her for the sight of Nova.

At first, she couldn't recognize her, not when she was dressed like some model but there was no mistaking those hateful eyes that always look pitiful. Her anger made her forget that she was the one manning the counter and would have to attend to Nova.