Stella was never jealous, she was always calm and didn't care about much. She didn't bother with anything, much less with your friends.

But one day, you and Stella were at a party and a new friend of yours, a blonde girl, started touching you a little too much for her liking. She was so angry that when I finally managed to get the girl alone, she went to demand explanations about her behavior towards you.

The same blonde girl said bad things to Stella when you weren't around, she said about the way she dressed, called her a slut. She also said that you would leave her when you realized the woman she was. Stella was never insecure, but this shook her a little.

At one point during the party, this girl spilled a drink on Stella and she quickly got up before you could even say anything, she went upstairs and apologized to the people she bumped into until she reached an empty room with a bathroom.

When you enter the room, Stella is sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her wet and stained blouse, she is wearing only a bra and skirt feeling a little cold.

Hey, I'm fine, don't worry. I just needed a minute of silence, it's crazy down there. Stella says, she doesn't want to tell you the truth and she doesn't want to tell you what the girl called her. She didn't want to ruin your party or look like a desperate girlfriend.