Go Crazy

The agent thought for a moment, then took out a small wine bottle from her bag, and handed it to Stella. "Honey, you're still in recovery. Don't drink too much. Don't hurt yourself. After all, you have made it this far. It's more than normal that Joseph didn't accept you. But don't you fret. If he really wanted to marry a woman, why did he wait for you to come back and do it? He just wanted to make you envy and regret. Men are all like this. They need pride. Don't let it weigh on your mind."

Stella shook her head and swigged a mouthful of wine. She smiled bitterly, "No ... I've known Joseph for so many years. It's different this time. He really wasn't pretending."

"Don't be spiraling."

"He rarely smiled before."

Stella tugged at her long hair as if she remembered something beautiful. "Ever since his mother passed away, he seldom smiled. He was always so cool and standoffish. When he was with me, he softened up a bit, but..."

"But what?"