Della’s POV
Ralph looked at her for a while. His shoulders slumped down, and he dejectedly turned and left.
I shook my head. “Look, he didn’t want to see you yet. And I doubt is he ready to listen to your excuses. Ralph’s already in pain, so don’t make him suffer more by forcing it.”
If Stella really loves Ralph, she should give him some more time to think to himself. Like she said, he liked to stay in the garden whenever his heart was in a dilemma. Since she already decided to wait, why didn’t she just wait more until he was ready?
Forcing would only hurt Ralph further.
I could see that Stella loved Ralph, but to what extent, I wasn’t sure. Because after everything she did, I just couldn’t help but think that it’s probably not as deep as she pertains her love to be.
If Stella really loved Ralph that deeply, she wouldn’t be able to do what she had done.
Stella wiped her tears with the back of her hands and took a deep breath to calm her fast-beating heart.