Cecilia stared at Stella in amazement. "How did you know that?"
Stella replied with a touch of arrogance, "It's obvious at a glance."
Cecilia pouted.
Obvious at a glance?
She had stared at the girl for hours and hadn't figured out a thing.
Was this girl just a genius, or was she herself as dumb as a rock?
Forget it, she'd just ask something else.
"Hey, what's your name?"
"Stella Hawthorne."
"That's a pretty name. So, what's your plan?"
Stella shrugged. "What plan could I possibly have?"
Cecilia's head dropped in defeat. "I don't even know if my family has realized I'm gone. Even if they call the cops, what if they can't find this place? Are we really just going to sit here and die?"
"You went missing last night, and they have to wait twenty-four hours to officially file a missing person's report. Your family is definitely looking for you right now, but finding this exact location won't be easy," Stella said honestly.
Cecilia sniffled miserably. "If I had known, I would have just stayed on campus last night. I have the worst luck."
Just as Stella had guessed, the Eames family was currently losing their minds.


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