YOU ARE MINE MIS STELLA.
Stopped everything!

The night that increasingly felt gripping when the sky was crying shed white snow that had stockpiled all the land in a densely populated kumu settlement.

Wooden houses upright with wind dances make a creak in each joint.

There are only lanterns that illuminate around this place that also looks like I want to immediately closed.

Yet. Stormy weather like this could not hide a woman who was breaking through the pile of white snow. He walked to tighten the mantle on his body while looking at the left. Thank goodness there are no people.

His feet covered in winter shoes immediately approached one of the Houses that looked guarded by a Siberian Husky dog who immediately barked because of his arrival.

"You hungry? Wings." a flat-sounding question came out of his lips. He reached into the pocket of the Coat he was wearing took out a grilled Sausage that seemed to be left over from his mouth.

He threw the sausage near the Dog he called Wings. Because the sound of barking of this animal makes the door of the House open.

A middle-aged woman who looked still so fresh with a stoning gaze towards her.

"Where from?"

There's no answer. He prefers to go up the stairs of the house while taking off his shoes that are already full of snow. When the Cap of the Coat was opened, then the so distinctive look was seen.

The figure of a young woman with short shoulder-length hair blessed beauty who descended from the figure of the woman behind her.

"Where from?"

"Nothing."

That short answer as usual came out making the middle-aged woman completely emotionless with watery eyes gaze guessing where this one and only daughter was from.

"I TOLD YOU TO STOP DOING IT. STELLA!!"

The impact made Wings who had eaten sausage on the stairs House immediately speechless. The roar of the wind felt rougher rolling the scattered snow.

There was no such quick response from the figure of this pale girl Stella whom he snapped. Those sharp almond eyes were only silently glued to the sight of the lady's evening dress before him.

"You too?" his question with the corner of the lips like an arrow was raised cynically. The second eye is equally watery but there is something that makes the tears reluctant to fall.

"Why? Why are you doing it again?"

"Ask that to yourself, too. CLARIE!"

Plaaq..

The slap immediately landed onto the smooth cheek as clear as that snow. In fact, time seemed to stop to see this Mother and child debate.

Madame Clarie's eyes were shivering at Stella's cheeks that were already red with her lentic fingers clearly stamped there. He retreated with the clear liquid falling just like that.

"K.you.."

"What's wrong with me? Hm." muttered Stella felt her cheeks that felt very hot and painful. He walked closer to Madame Clarie who was still looking at her daughter's frozen bead.

"S..Stella."

"We're the same." muttered Stella widening her smile. Her thick makeup looks add to the adult impression of her so young age. It's so horrible.

"M...Sorry."

"We're alike. You're new from there, aren't you?" whispered Stella raised her hand to wipe the long brownish mane of Madame Clarie's.

It was really sad to see the state of this young girl. He named Stella Amoana was already trapped in the world of night brought by his mother. She is a woman who was forced to mature before her age was so mature.

Starting from Mrs Clarie who was peddled by her own husband until Stella was also affected. He also lost a precious Crown that made him abandoned by the lover he loved so much.

"Stop taking care of me. Take care of yourself."

"S..Stella.." - Stella..."

Look at tight clothes that wrap her sexy body with a low chest like Lingerie.

Madame Clorie's heart immediately throbbed to see the marks of the giggles on Stella's neckline. He was so sorry he couldn't take good care of his daughter.

Kala Stella wants to enter the House. Suddenly there was the body of someone holding the door open.

"You're home yet?"

"Roman!"

Madame Clorie immediately pulled Stella to the back of her body. He stared intently at the man with his thick mustache and grinning hair.

"I told you. Wasn't he? I'll be looking for money!! Why are you still using STELLA???"

"You're very troublesome." sizzled Mr. Rowan dislike the attitude of refuting the distant Mrs Clorie when compared to him.

Why would a woman as beautiful as her get entangled with a bastard like Rowan who just wants to enrich herself.

"Deflect your voice. It's late."

"Coluble? You promised not to bother him. But, what are you doing to him now. Ha???"

Mr. Rowan immediately pulled Madame Clorie's hair into the house. The voice of the quarrel was again heard even, the washing that sounded inside there made Stella close her eyes with both hands clenched.

"You can only gamble and spend money!!! Why don't you just die. Ha???"

"Heeey!!! Remember who you are now? You became a star in every place because of me!!!"

"Brengseeek!!!"

Stella immediately put her shoes back on and put on the coat she had taken off. As powerful as he was, he braved this blizzard while wiping away the tears that kept coming out in his nerve endings.

It was this kind of atmosphere that made him reluctant to go home. But he really hopes everything changes.

"Why don't you just die. Ha?" muttered Stella went past the Houses of people who were near the snowy road. Their place is in the suburbs because only here the cost of living is cheap.

The voice of Mrs Clorie and Mr. Rowan debate was heard all over. The people who heard it were no strangers until they came out to see Stella who was just silent.

"Sad. Where else are you going to find the victim?"

"Why don't you get your mom out of here? It can only ruin other people's lives."

Maki them at Stella who just clenched her hands. He kept walking straight ahead towards the Forest that drowned him in this frozen atmosphere.

He wished that he would die soon, but why would God want to see him suffer so much?

"K.why.. Why???" stella shouted running into the forest. The snow that piled up the more difficult he fell because the strength of his body was no longer able to resist the pressure of the wind.

"Whyaa?? Why don't you let me bebaaas??? I don't want to be there!!!" stella shouted so much that her legs could no longer be moved and fell into this pile of snow.

"K..why? K. You're not fair."

Stella's murmur thrust her body into this frozen pile of cold. He hoped that if he would die from the cold, he would never see anyone again.

After a while .when his consciousness started on the threshold, suddenly there was something pulling his feet out of the snow pile towards the bottom of the tree that was quite shady.

Stella hopes that this is the angel of death who wants to take her life.

"B.kill me.."

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