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"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

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

DANZEL —The time you have mixed feelings for someone is difficult. But having mixed emotions being surged through your body is f*cking hard. Fiona's words rang in my ears while her eyes looked up at me with hope. My heart was filled with mixed emotions. Anger at William for what he had done, betrayal because he was my friend once, despise at me because I couldn't help my sister, and above all, guilt because I failed to protect her, I failed as a brother.Fiona cried while I held her. All her memories came rushing back and her tears kept spilling from her eyes. Even though her words struck me hard and I was lost for words, even though I felt all those emotions, I couldn't be mad at Angelina. Fick, even when Fiona cried pointing at Angelina and shouted at me for not being able to see the truth, I couldn't help but feel the urge to rush toward Angelina. But I didn't. I couldn't leave my sister and comfort Angelina. Even when I saw how much Fiona's words hurt her, I couldn't leave my sist

ANGELINA —I stared blankly at the wall ahead of me. The cold water stung my eyes but I didn't care. All my mind could think of was the words Danzel's father spoke last night. I don't remember anything after that, mainly because I fainted right there and woke up in the morning.This is what you get when you fall in love with your enemy's daughter.What did he mean? A shiver rang through my body as the words kept replaying in my mind. Does— Danzel love me? I closed my eyes and let the overwhelming feeling wash over me. Was it—real? He cannot love me, he never did. Then why did his father say such a thing? Maybe he meant hypothetically or maybe he was trying to freak me out, which kind of worked actually because I fainted in shock, and still I have no idea what the truth is. And I didn't want to know it just yet. Because I was afraid of the truth, afraid of what it might bring me. All these years I lived up with the belief that it was me who loved him, not the other way round. I never ex