After the Rahels left, Hayden sat in the room as he fiddled with a pen in his hand.
He was thinking, who exactly was this Stella Winslow?
He would never bother to remember an ordinary person’s name. But somehow, her name rang some bells. It had to be someone of a certain status.
But who was it?
'Stella Winslow... Winslow... Winslow? Blake Winslow?!' He finally remembered who she was.
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