My Unfaithful Lover
I sighed, setting my fork down and finally meeting her intense stare.
"Why are you doing this, Angel?" I asked, my voice softer now.
She took a slow sip of water before answering. "A lot of reasons," she said, tilting her head slightly. "Emma has been a pain in my ass for so long, and I believe this is the best time to break her wings."
I frowned. "What exactly is the problem?"
"The problem," Angel said, her voice still calm, "is that she always wins. And I hate it." She gave me a small, knowing smile. "And mind you, I'm not jealous."
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