Stella's POV
After receiving Chloe's text, I was done with waiting. I rushed home for a quick shower, applied meticulous makeup, spritzed my favorite perfume, and slipped into a new dress I'd been saving. My sky-high heels clicked across the floor as I prepared myself for battle. I was getting my man back today, regardless of where he'd hidden himself.
My first move was calling my most reliable ally.
"Auntie, my beautiful! How's life treating you?" Atlas answered with his characteristic warmth.
"I'm on edge and need your assistance," I replied bluntly. His tone immediately shifted. "What's wrong?"
"I need to track down your uncle. He's completely vanished – hasn't been to the house or apartment in months," I explained, barely pausing to breathe.
"Give me a second, Auntie." I heard Atlas step away from the phone before returning moments later. "Mom thinks he might be at Grandma's place. Where are you now?"
"At home."
