CHAPTER 55

Winston's POV

What happened just now?

I bent my head to look at the bag that Angelina had handed me and I could already tell from the scent that was wafting off the material inside whose bag it was.

I could also tell that Angelina had either touched it in places or she had done something to it.

Not because of the fact that she looked so happy, but mainly at the fact that her scent was also intertwined with mine, it was happier by the second thought, almost the same way her figure was steadily retreating down the hallway to go down thoughts.

She's a whirlwind when she wants to be, someone that is worth the amount of love that she gave out.

I had seen the work she had been doing, and the effort she was putting into this event.

A festival she knew nothing about and one that she didn't even know its origins, yet she still puts in so much energy to make sure that the event would go on without a hi

It was the most selfless thing I could think of at the moment and looking at her leave, I sh