ANGELINA POV:The entire ride to the hospital, I kept clutching Peter's head pressing the cloth tightly trying to avoid more blood flow. The man who came rushing to us offering a ride to the hospital seemed somewhat suspicious to me. But I brushed the thought away because right now Peter needed medical attention.He was immediately taken in when we reached the hospital. I stood there for a while and then remembered I had to fill in all the necessary documents. Walking down to the receptionist I asked her for the paperwork but she surprised me by saying that the man who rode us here had already filled in everything and also instructed me to inform him when the bills are made.I searched for the man and found him standing stiffly by his car, talking to somebody on his phone. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he looked like a bodyguard to me."Excuse me?" I stood behind him.He turned around at my voice and nodded. "Yes, Miss?""Thank you for helping us, for bringing my friend here," I
DANZEL POV:"Did you pay all the bills and everything?" I asked Tom."Yes sir, I did." He said. "Miss Angelina was curious about the man behind this."I nodded. Of course, she would."Did you tell her?" I asked him over the phone."No sir!" he said through the speaker."Good," I said. "Don't tell her. If Peter still has his fucking brains, he'll figure it out!""Okay, Sir. Anything else?" he said over the phone."Keep a close watch on Angelina. I don't want her inviting trouble anymore." I said and hung up.I was sitting in her room where those words were sprawled on the walls.“I AM COMING FOR YOU ANGELINA”! It didn't take any brains to know who had written it. It was him, that fucking Ace. I knew it very well to be him. He managed to hide his fucking ass for a year from me and now he has the balls to come into my own mansion, attack Yara and threaten me.Oh, how I am going to love skinning him alive! I am going to shred him, inch by inch, and then bleed his fucking ass. Every single
ANGELINA POV:People say that love can make you do stuff you'd never think of doing, it makes you search for stars and fall for mountains. Love makes you believe that there is beauty in the twinkling body above our heads when we watch them with our partners, that there is calmness in watching the waves kiss the shore. But there is a stronger emotion than love. It is guilt. Guilt can make you miserable; it can make you want to stop living. The feeling of guilt can kill people, it can kill relationships, and it can kill love. That was what I was feeling, guilt.I sat by my window, gazing outside the lonely night, watching the stars. My heart was heavy with many emotions, but there was one which I couldn't understand why. Guilt. I felt guilty, less embarrassed, but guilty. I felt guilty for kissing Peter and embarrassed for enjoying it. Yes, I was vulnerable. Yes, I knew about his feelings for me, but still, I couldn't stop myself. Why? Why did I kiss him?I sighed and closed my eyes, bri
ANGELINA POV:"Danzel..." I breathed out, staring at him. My heart beat against my rib cage incredibly faster, my hand tightening its grip on the doorknob, and for one second, I thought about slamming the door shut on his face so I could escape this. I didn't want to face him, not now with Peter right across the hall."Danzel."Blood drained from my body when I heard Peter saying Danzel's name."Peter."Oh god, no!I looked at Danzel and found him staring at both of us uncertainly. He had a grim expression on his face as he tried to work his mind on the reality of the situation."What are you doing here?" Danzel asked him, ignoring me completely.I gulped hard, waiting for Peter to say something, to say anything that might help him live for tomorrow. My eyes snapped open and I sighed in relief when Peter spoke,"Nothing,"I moved my gaze at Peter who was trying to suppress his words, "In fact, I'm leaving."Danzel nodded at his words and then moved aside to give him the way."I'll see
ANGELINA POV:Even after Danzel had left, I kept thinking about him. My mind kept wandering to him, his eyes kept flashing in front of me. Jo didn't bother me. Peter had called, asking me whether I wanted a ride home but I denied it.When my shift got over, I was more than happy to go home and rest. I grabbed my coat and walked out. And I saw him. He was standing next to the streetlight, waiting for me. As soon as he saw me watching him, he came towards me.I stood there, looking at him in disbelief. I remember him walking out around four hours before. Did he seriously wait outside for four hours straight?"What are you doing here?" I asked him. The cold air blew out of my mouth.Danzel looked at me, "I want to talk to you.""But I don't," I said, looking away."Listen, Angelina-""Don't call me that!" I interrupted. "I don't want to talk," I said and started walking.I heard footsteps following me and I increased my speed."Let me give you a ride home," he called out."I don't want it
ANGELINA POV"Roman's going out with some Australian girl," Jo said, quickly wiping off the tear. "I can't believe he'd do that. Only a month we broke up and he dangles himself with someone else.""Oh, honey," I said, and stood up, walking over the counter, I took the tray of four hot brewing coffee and then served it to table three, smiling tightly at them, I hurried back to Jo whose shoulders shook as cried. "Here, sit down please."I made her sit on the chair and kneeled in front of her. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and avoided my gaze."Jo—" I said calmly, "Don't cry, please. Everything will be fine.""No, it won't." she shook her head, "Don't you get it, Evelyn? He's going out with someone else.""And you are sitting here and crying over it," I said, smoothing her dress, "Look, maybe he isn't worth it. Maybe, he isn't the one.""But I thought he was—" she cried.I looked around the table to see whether any customer needed anything and then said, "He is going out with someon
It's unedited, so if you find any mistakes, feel free to point out!ANGELINA ~I rubbed my eyes and sighed loudly. Straining my hand, I reached for the glass of water. The phone beside the untouched cookies showed it was midnight. Almost three hours since I walked into the apartment, with my head hung low, my mind full of thoughts of him, of what I said, of what I asked. It was impossible for him to give me such a thing. I knew it very well, had the knowledge of it even before the thought came to my mind but still, even knowing the consequences, I said it. I asked him to give up either on his old life or myself. I told him to choose between me and the impossible thing. And I was very well aware that this time, he won't choose me.Just like one year ago, when he chose his revenge over my love. This time, he will choose his old life over me, and I was convincingly happy about it.The next morning, my head ached and my eyes felt like they were bouncing inside my socket and would fall off
ANGELINA —The first thing I noticed when I got up was the glass ceiling above me. My hands involuntarily rubbed the bed sheets and felt the soft velvety feeling beneath my palms. The fact that I never had a such soft mattress made me frown in confusion. I moved my eyes around and sat up slowly. I was in a room, a bedroom to be exact. I racked my brain over thousands of places I have been to because this place looked oddly familiar.I remember passing out in the car, where I was surrounded by the nauseating smell of metallic blood. I remember Danzel trying to open up the jammed-up door. I got up from the bed and noticed the clothes I wore were different than the dress. I walked around the room, noticing the colorful wallpaper, and then I stopped in the middle of the room. I moved my eyes around and then it dawned on me that I was in my old room, I was in Danzel's mansion.Oh my god, I am in Italy!I gasped in realization.The sudden news made me stumble in my steps and I ran towards th