Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 3

 

(Anj’s POV)

 

“You should have taken medicine, Angela,” Sister Grace said, her index finger holding my chin as if balancing my face. As of my count, she sighed three times already just from studying my face.

 

Dylan and I had to hurry to take the blankets from the clothesline outside because the cluster of clouds covered the perfect blue sky, hiding the sun and promising a thunderstorm. We reached the porch just in time for clouds to shower their tears on the ground, but before I could hide from Sister Grace, she had already opened the door and seen us.

 

“I’m fine,” I whispered, glancing at Dylan, suppressing a smile on his pressed lips. My eyes narrowed as I watched him continue our work. “Does my hideous face bother you, Sister?” I asked, showing a playful smile at her.

 

She scoffed at me, placing her hand on my hair, brushing off the strands on my puffy face to the side, and putting on my blue peacock hair clip.

 

“Yes and no. Yes, I am bothered, but you’re not hideous,” she said as she placed her hands on my shoulders. The door opened, and Mrs. Antonetta, the culprit, gasped as she saw me.

 

“Who is this ugly girl, Sister Grace?” The eighty-year-old nursing home resident asked, tilting her head from side to side as she tried to recognize me.

 

Dylan could not help himself roaring with laughter upon hearing Mrs. Antonetta. He shook his head, glancing at me again, winking, and mouthing, ‘Don’t believe her. You’re still beautiful.” I felt the heat on my cheeks, blushing as he gazed at me.

 

“Good morning, Mrs. Antonetta!” I greeted her as I helped her step onto the porch, and it was also my opportunity to pretend not to mind Dylan.

 

“Oh… but you sounded like Angela,” she said, still looking at my face as she sat on the wooden bench.

 

“Because I am Angela,” I answered, walking toward Dylan and punching him in his arm. “I hate you,” I said, frowning at him before taking the book in my bag, but he only laughed at me.

 

“What happened to you? You can’t go to a party like that,” she said, adjusting her eyeglasses as I handed her the book she reads daily.

 

Sister Grace only looked at me, not saying anything.  I know that face, a look that she is still undecided whether to allow me to go or not. With my face now, I would rather not go and sulk in my room later.

 

side, helping him fold the other blankets.

 

sigh. “You know that this is not a children’s party, right? People coming to this place are the same age as Anya or older than her. You’re

 

I corrected, hoping I was also

 

“Let this poor girl go to the party.”

 

later tonight,” he answered, glancing at me with a worried look in

 

party and enjoy my life,” she smiled at me, leaning her head

 

my head, she

 

Are there no gorgeous guys in that place?” Although we knew she wasn’t, her eyes were round,

 

Genius here set her foot in the university with Anya and me, she’s only twelve,” Dylan chuckled, tousling my hair. I hissed at him, hating him whenever he did it to me.

 

brain is bigger than your head,” she grinned at Dylan, her eyes flickered toward me. “You have to hurry to guard this young lady

 

lips but curved a smile when I saw Sister

 

 

a boyfriend until she reaches the age of eighteen,” My legal guardian cut in, but

 

don’t be like Sister Grace. All she did was

 

nun,” I reminded her, picking up the blankets Dylan had already folded and handing them to

 

Antonetta chuckled, flickering her eyes on her. “I always forget that. Come on, Sister Grace, give this poor girl a break.

 

“You can go, but you must bring Mrs. Wilbur the flowers for the offering for the service tomorrow morning. Make sure to bring it later before you

 

Dylan to make sure I heard her right. When he nodded, I

 

Sister Grace. “Why?”

 

party is not for you, and there will be drinking and

 

interrupted Mrs. Antonetta. “With that face, she’ll

 

but Dylan only shook his head. “Thanks for the kind words, Mrs. Antonetta,” I said, hiding the sarcasm in my words. “But I was hoping to find my prince charming

 

her side, sat on the couch, and then waggled my eyebrows at Dylan, which he only smiled as we both waited for whatever crazy advice

 

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