Fragments and Whispers

Stella

My mask is laying on the floor, staring up at me in an almost mocking fashion. All around me, people are murmuring my name.

“Stella?”

“Is that really her?”

“What is she doing here?”

This wasn’t what I planned. I can’t be seen here, not so soon after the Alpha party debacle. And if people find out that I was the mystery woman dancing with the Alpha, then they’ll just start to jump to conclu