Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 94

Chapter 94 – How Should Night End (Anj‘s POV) “Do you love me, Sky?” I repeated the question louder this time, and if I relied on what I felt for him right now, I would settle even for a vague answer. 

“No.” He uttered the word so clearly that it seemed to echo the open sea. 

Although I expected this already, his one–word answer was sharper than a knife, shattering my heart into million pieces. My tears rolled down my cheeks before I could turn my back on him. A broken heart is overrated because what is a broken heart compared to what I am feeling right now. 

“Angela, listen to me,” When I didn‘t turn back, he grabbed my upper arm, turning me and pulling me to him. “I love Lalaine,” he whispered as he pressed his forehead into mine. “I‘m not asking if you love her, Sky.” Because I know, I wanted to say, but I didn‘t. “I am asking if you love me?” “I don‘t want to be unfair to you, Anj. I already snatched your future, killed your dreams, and made you unhappy,” He uttered in a sad voice. 

“Then make me happy!” I screamed, pushing him away from me to punch him in his chest, but even that, I had no strength to hurt him. When he didn‘t move, I turned around. Damn this water for making it difficult for me to run away from Sky. 

I was almost near the shore when I winced as I stepped on something sharp. I hissed, sitting down on the sand to check on my foot. “Angela,” Sky swam in my direction. I tried to stand up, but the sting tingled my legs that I winced again, wrinkling my nose as I tried to crawl toward the land. He did not ask me again; instead, when he came closer, he carried me back to the mat and checked on my foot. He heaved a sigh. “Does it hurt?” I winced. “Which one?” I asked because, at this point, my heart was in much more pain than my foot. He sighed again. “Angela, I‘m talking about your foot. You just stepped on the sea urchin.” “Is the sea urchin alright?” I tilted my head, thinking fast about what to do. He hissed at me, standing up to carry me again. He went in a different direction, entering another door of the villa, and brought me to the second floor. “You know I could die at this rate, right?” I asked him. “Mom‘s room is this way. She kept her med kits here,” He explained. 

and hurt myself. When you

clucked my tongue. He stopped walking. “What did you say? Dylan kissed you?” His forehead furrowed as if he did

it matter now

 

He sat me on the couch and opened a cabinet. “Your mom’s a doctor,” I whispered, looking at the books she had on the shelves. He did not answer me. Instead, he sat on the other edge, lifted and placed my foot on the basin he filled with saline. I looked blankly at nothing, causing him to panic. “Angela, talk to me? How do you feel? Where does it hurt?” He asked worriedly. I lifted my arm and pointed my clenched fist at my chest. “I’m hurt. Here, sky. Here.” He moved closer to me, our skin touching, telling us our needs, but our conversation in the water made a barricade between us. He checked on my

in pain, I wanted to laugh at him because he looked funny,

he said, washing my foot again with fresh water. I watched him as he applied a topical ointment around the wound. “I‘d rather have you talk, Anj.” “You‘re

only sighed as he cleaned all the things he used, and when he was done, he

again. 

but he only smirked at me and held my hand.

to look at me. “It‘s confusing. I hardly understand what you said,” I twitched my lips, sighing and feeling sober now. “What do we do now?” “Where‘s the wedding ring?” He asked me out of the blue. I raised my eyebrows at him. “I hope you don‘t intend to make me swallow it.” He only smiled–a sad one. “That was the plan.” My lips released a small sigh, and I rested my head on his shoulder. “This is not how I

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