LOVE ME, HATE ME!
I was never fazed by whatever method she used to seduce me, and so she drove the woman I love to death telling me she fled with another man, the next morning I woke up panting with my sweat dripping from my forehead.
That was a first, that morning was the first I ever felt normal. I know what I dreamt about was a memory, so I wasn't surprised when Angela said I was her lover. Now I know for sure why I hate her so much, she's that woman who drove the person I love to death and separated us in my dream.
"Excuse me, sir," Carlo said as Vanessa and I cuddle on the sofa.
"What is it?"
"Someone's looking for you sir," Carlo replied.