Chapter 36 One Last Time (Sky‘s POV) 

“That girl really messed up with your brain, huh?” Dad smiled as I asked Frank to stop the car on Heaven Avenue for the last time. “What if she doesn‘t exist?” 

It had been two months, and I was like a lunatic still looking for her, yet I could not find her. What is the justification of heaven for making such a big joke? I asked for a miracle, not an ugly duckling who hid her true beauty and left a curse in my life like I could not give my whole heart to the woman I had been chasing for a long time. 

Lalaine and I spent a great week in the Caribbean. Still, every time I kissed her, I would remember the mysterious young woman I was with that night at the party, the angel I married, and a teenager who admitted and slammed the truth into my face that our marriage was never binding. 

“I can‘t forgive her, Dad. No one messes with the Mighty Sky,” I gritted my teeth in anger and great pain hidden in my heart. “Angels can,” Olivia giggled as she pressed her forehead on the window. “Oh! Elenita, look! A wedding!” She beamed excitedly. 

Frank has to slow down the car because the bride and groom had just gone out of the church door, and their guests crowded the entrance. I scoffed, sneering at the happy scene outside but looking interestingly at the family and friends crowding the newlywed couple. 

Olivia turned to our father, pointing at the beautiful wedding gown

“Of course, baby. Daddy would love to see you wearing that dress someday.”

When he was diagnosed with prostate cancer, our hopes were

at the couple. Frank successfully droves past the crowd and glances at me quickly. “Where to, Sky?” I groaned, thinking I must have gone crazy. The bride looked like Angela, but she was not her. I

will be staying in the US for a while for a new project expansion I have and for Dad to focus on his treatment. “What about Finn?” Elenita suddenly blurted out the question, causing Dad to look at me. “You know that he doesn’t talk to me, Elenita, but Frank will be following us,” I turned

to bother Catherine following me around in any countries I go to, and she is

 

I told him as if reminding him not to forget a thing, not a person who could

me clear my throat. He glanced at me, waiting for me to say something. I took a deep breath as I looked outside the street, seeing two teenagers laughing

Frank,” I said impatiently, cutting him. “He was just being thorough,” Dad chuckled,

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