Misjudge

Stella POV

After finishing my work in my study, I made my way out of the office and walked straight to the room where Stella and I were supposed to share. But I had left the room for her alone, as she hadn't been comfortable with me around. As I entered the room, I saw some pictures scattered on the floor. I walked fully inside and picked up the pictures, my heart racing with anticipation.

But as I looked at the images, my blood boiled with anger and my eyes turned red with rage. The people in the pictures made my heart burn with fury. "What the hell is going on? Stella in Bryan's arms?" I yelled, my voice thundering through the room.

I felt a surge of jealousy and betrayal, my mind racing with thoughts of Stella and Bryan together. I couldn't believe it. Stella, the woman I loved, in the arms of my brother, my enemy. It was too much to bear.

I paced back and forth in the room, my anger and frustration building with each passing moment. How could she do this to me? How could she betr