The hospital visit with Scarlett had been a difficult, emotional experience for both Olive and me. As we left the hospital and made our way back to the apartment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. Guilt for how Stella had reacted.
It was clear that Stella was going through a difficult time, and I had seen a side of her that was vulnerable and torn. As much as I had my own reasons to be angry and hurt by her, there was a part of me that feared what would happen if things didn't turn out the way she hoped. Her unpredictability was a source of concern, and I couldn't shake the feeling that she might become even more unstable.
Olive, too, had a lot to process. Her visit with her mother had been intense, and the emotions she had experienced were undoubtedly overwhelming. I was gratef
