Stella's point of view.

“Megan, I'm home” I announced as I pushed the door to our apartment open, and lounged on the sofa nearest to me.

I lazily threw my bag on the foot of the sofa, then reached for a cushion and hugged it tightly. At once, I was engulfed in a tight hug without a warning.

“Ella! Ella! Ella!” Megan sang my name joyously.

“I'mma going to die in two minutes if you don't let you” I said when I noticed she's slightly choking me.

“You're going to die? What's ...