Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 34 – Sky in Heaven Avenue (Anj‘s POV) 

Pregnant. 

One word. It is either a presumption based on nothing but experience, or it could be found on the fact that the pregnancy kit could provide proof. “Dear Angela, are you pregnant?” asked Sister Grace, who could hardly move from the doorway. 

I met her eyes and made sure I did not blink or breathe. “If I will not use my immaculate joke, then how can I be pregnant?” We all turned to Mr. Simon, who suddenly laughed, looking at us. “Why are you so surprised if Anj is pregnant? She‘s young! Be shocked if Antonetta here tells everyone she‘s pregnant.” I smiled but twitched my lips when Anya glared at me. “Fine,” I mouthed and raised my hands. I raised my head, looked at everyone inside the family room, and smiled. “Yes, I‘m pregnant!” And then I screamed in delight, making sure I sounded happy. “Anya, you‘re gonna be an 

aunt.” 

Dylan raised his eyebrows but chuckled, shaking his head at me, thinking it was one of my jokes. 

Anya sneered at me. “Don‘t you dare scare us again, Anj!” she rolled her eyes at me as she sat beside me on the couch. “You almost gave Sister Grace a heart attack,” she said, getting another cone. It always works that when they insist on something, and I deny it, they all think it is true, but when I admit something with excitement, they all ignore me and think it is impossible. 

“How can she be pregnant when she has no boyfriend?” Dylan murmured but enough for everyone to hear. “What?” Mr. Simon turned to us again. “You don‘t have a boyfriend?” He smacked Dylan in the arm. “I thought you already told her your feelings.” I rose to my feet, tapping old Mr. Simon on his shoulder. “You‘re wrong, Sir.” “Hmm?” He glanced at Dylan, scratching his head and blushing. “You didn’t tell her you like her?” 

“He already did,” I moved my head closer to his ears. “He relative zoned me.” “Huh?” He creased his forehead, thinking hard about what I meant, and he realized it was a joke when I laughed. “Not friendzone, Mr. Simon. Relative zone because he thought of me as his sister,“I explained, winking at Dylan and smiling as he crossed his arms to his chest and frowned at me. Anya laughed hard, but before she could say something, the sound of the doorbell caught our attention. As she walked to see our visitor at the main door, I took it as my chance to get another scoop of ice cream and squeeze lemon fruit in it. Mrs. Antonetta could only roll her eyes at me, wanting to tell me she was right about me. 

I glanced at Sister Grace, still looking at me with worry, but I ignored her. She may not be my biological mother, but she knew me very well, and she could feel my stress and anxiety about something by just looking at me. “Good afternoon!” Father Jesse greeted, walking to the family room with delivery men following him. “Mr. Simon, I brought you a new TV,” he announced cheerily, gesturing for the men to put the box carefully on the floor. “Where did you get the TV?” Sister Grace asked his brother as she peeked at the big box. Like an excited child, I jumped to my feet, dashing to the 50 inches brand new television. 

Mars went to every church and temple here in heaven avenue last week, asking what we need. I told the young man we didn‘t need any, but here in the nursing

them to glance at me. “Sorry,” I murmured, turning my back on them to get a

asked Sister Grace, which was my exact question.

Why? 

something...” his voice trailed off, squinting his

Mars on the TV?” Mr. Simon asked. When my uncle priest nodded, he briefly looked at me. “Angela, make this Sky Mars your boyfriend. I

lottery is possible rather than making him

him. “I think Angela

the conversation about me was over, but apparently, it was

the Birth of Jesus play,” I looked up and whispered, and Father Jesse nodded, understanding what I meant. “Argh!” The older woman groaned. “Why does no one believe me? Her weirdness of eating ice cream and squeezing it with lemon is one proof. Who does that?” “I do,” Father Jesse said,

what I was eating did not end there. I took the ladle beside the pitcher, scooped all the lemons, and started munching them while

was set up, finally quieting Mrs. Antonetta as she got entertained with the clarity of

eyes were fixed on the drama on TV when Father Jesse took a white envelope from his

a minute,” he

eyes because he would usually talk to us in her office, but Father

votive candles when I came in, and even when he knew I was inside the prayer room,