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Chapter 154: They Don't Deserve You Chapter 154: They Don't Deserve You Angelia

'He remember.' I thought, warmth blossoming in my chest.

Staring at the card with blurry eyes, I felt giddy as read his text again and again until I couldn't see his elegant handwriting. My hand shook as I set the card on the table and looked back up at the bouquet, I had never gotten flowers before. Another ring sounded from the intercom and I quickly dried my tears before walking back to the door and answering it. "Hi, there is a delivery here for Angelia Hartwell. Are you her?"

"Yes, I will be right there." I had to swallow several times to get rid of the lump lodged in my

throat.

throat.

This time there was a man at the door, instead of a bouquet, he held a box from a local bakery. There was a note taped to the side of the box and I found myself more anxious to read it than to see what was in the box.

"Have a

a nice day." I told the delivery man and just as I began shutting the door, another man door.

to the

came to

"Are you Angelia Hartwell by any chance?" He was holding another box, this one bigger than the

one from the bakery. "Yes," I said, astounded by the number of gifts I was getting. "Please, sign here for me."

Almost in a daze, I signed my name and got the package. I was actually nervous as I went back up, the giddy kind of nervous. I went for the smallest box first and opened it to find a dozen chocolate covered strawberries. Carefully, I detached the card from the box so it wouldn't rip. "These will forever remind me of the day you agreed to become our submissive. It will always be

Riccardo.' I laughed as I read his regards even as tears once again welled in my eyes. These men had made me into a living wasteful with how much I had been crying these days. These were happy tears, though. Lastly, I opened the bigger box and inside, there was a beautiful chocolate

They Don't

mouth water. Another card was taped to the top lid and again, I removed it gingerly as I took care not to

my kitchen with you, cooking isn't the same when you aren't here. Come back to us, my little

name written below but I knew it was from Kingston. I had never cooked with anyone but him and there was no one else who called me pumpkin. My heart was going wild as I gazed at their presents. They weren't extravagant or expensive and I liked that even more because their gifts were picked with me in their minds. This wasn't meant to buy my affection, it was meant to remind me of what we had together

to become their submissive and how Riccardo

fed me strawberries covered in chocolate. I remembered Kingston cooking for me and then agreeing to help teach me. I remember every single good

For a fourth time, the intercom

though, was perfect. They were giving me space but at the same time showing me how much they cared. This time, instead of a gift, I was handed a brown envelope. Through the envelope, I could feel that whatever was in it was firmer than paper. Had they sent me pictures too? The thought made my smile widen. I felt lighter by the second as if the pain of these past days

a moment to register what I was looking at but when I did, my heart dropped. It was a picture taken yesterday at the park. I could see myself standing by the lake with one of my hands in Riccardo's and the one` stretched out for what I knew should be his cheek but all I saw were ruined

feel at least two more pictures underneath this one but I was afraid to look. Steeling myself, I picked up the top one and put it behind the others. The following picture was of Marshall and me

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one of Kingston and me and I was right. It was also from the day before yesterday at the cafe. He was holding me while I was sobbing into his

words written on the back of the one picture that had landed face down. Trembling, I bent down and picked it up. The film shook

"They don't deserve you.'

yet again slip from my hand, I picked up

'I don't share.'

eway

I looked at the last one. My

a shame to see them

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you mean you can't help me?" I

those pictures which were currently on the table between us, I rushed