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That day passed by without any interaction with Hugh.I stared at the door of his office for a few minutes because he and Celeste had been there for several hours. It’s like, they’re busy with something I didn’t know and I’m not responsible to know. I was just breathing calmly while my mind was in turmoil.Finally, the big day. This is such a big day for him.His very first text is the one that woke me up from my sleep.Hugh: Wish me luck today.‘I know you’ll do good, Hugh.’ No matter how he hides it I know he’s still nervous about this. I did not reply to him. I want to know what time he got home yesterday? Will they be with Celeste? Did he also deliver it to his condo and cook it? I want to faint at the thought. I’m crazy.I smiled at all the people that’s passing by the counter. The office became busy. There are many unfamiliar people.There were times when Hugh didn't even look at me because he was so busy. I’m fine with it though, I prefer seeing him so busy with his field. It

(READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)"Angel!"His weary voice was all I could hear. My eyes widened as I lifted my head. I can only see the side off his face that is being lighted by the room outside the closet.My sobbed grew louder as he touched my face so softly. His expression is hard and with gritted teeth, he cursed a lot of words that some of it was not understandable.He immediately hugged me and I hugged him back. He slapped me on his chest and kissed the top of my head. I sobbed more as I heard his heartbeat. His silent heartbeat is enough for me against the loud thunder."Hush now, I'm here." he uttered which made my heart ache more.I gripped his shirt because of mixed emotions. A hint of joy embedded in me as I can’t believe that he’s here. He’s here, he came for me."Come," he simply uttered.And in a snap, he carried me in bridal style. I hugged his neck so I wouldn’t fall, tears haven’t stopped still and I couldn’t open my eyes because I’m afraid to see his face again.He laid me d

Now I understand it. Now I understand my most hated phenomena. I hate thunder, but this is the moment that I’ve realized that that’s what I’m feeling inside. Sometimes nature needs breathing. It needs to let out the boiling emotion inside. Because It needs to scream sometimes.I look at his face. His thick brows, his pointed nose, his growing stubble - I touched it with my palm. I caressed his face lightly, tracing the ends of his brows down to his nose and to his lips. His lips parted slightly as I did that.His eyes were closed and we were both naked wrapped around a blanket. His arm is my pillow and his other arm is wrapped around my unclothe waist.I smiled lightly and sadly. A tear escaped my eye and I immediately wiped it.‘I have only ever loved you, Hugh.’ I uttered in my mind, hoping for him to hear it.I brushed my fingers on his hair, it felt so soft. And now that I realize it, I like watching him asleep. He looks so peaceful, he looks so majestic, like some character in a

Angel’s POV “Angel, come on! Speak up! I’m so worried about you! ”I wouldn’t speak. I’ve been crying for like how many hours and she kept on asking me what’s wrong. I went to her after leaving Hugh’s penthouse. I called her and gladly she answered.She picked me up in our old apartment, I thought she was there only to find out that she rented another apartment.”Molly, I-I…”I just hook my head because of too much pain.“Did that guy thew you out !?” she said madly."No!""Then what !?"I just shook my head because of crying. I want to tell her but I can’t manage to say any words. I don’t know if it will be appropriate to say, or where part would I’m allowed to say."I-Im… I left him."Realizing what I just said I cried again.”What? You left who? Hugh Rockwell? ”I nodded while playing with my fingers, wiping my tears from time to time."You mean…"She watched me cry, and by the looks of me. Wearing Hugh’s dress shirt and a boyleg, messy hair.Her hands went to her mouth because of

Angel’s POVDid you ever experienced living and felt like not living at all? It was like a wave with no permanent destination. It seems like a dust in a wind, there is nothing to do but accept where the wind will take you. You don’t know where you’re going to end up, you don’t know where you’re supposed to be."Angel!"I smiled lightly, my thoughts stopped when Milo approached me. He’s two years old."Hi Milo!" I delightedly said and hugged him."I missed you!" I pinched his cheeks.He’s so cute and he really looks like his dad. He giggled and I tickled him. Then I looked up at his companion."I missed you." She smiled at me.I smiled back and hugged her."I miss you too, Molly.""I know, it's been so long since we last saw each other.""Four months?" I confirmed and she nodded.We sat outside our house. She visited me in our house. I am happy because they visited me here.Milo happened, yes. I didn't know she was pregnant when I approached her the day I left the penthouse and asked h