Then she noticed a note on the table.
She hesitated. 'I don't want to read it.' Fear gnawed at her as dark possibilities crossed her mind.
'What if he wrote that he already took advantage of me… or took photos… or forced responsibility on me?'
Swallowing hard, she picked it up.
The note contained only a few simple lines.
The snacks were in the fridge if she felt hungry.
She should heat them before eating. She shouldn't eat them cold, or her stomach would hurt.
That was all.
Angelina stood there silently, the note trembling in her hand.
Suddenly, the mission forced on her by her parents and Damien felt meaningless.
Sitting down slowly on the sofa, a suffocating feeling filled her chest.
After a long while, she stood up and left the house.
Once outside, she began to stroll aimlessly, her thoughts tangled and heavy, unsure of what she truly wanted anymore.
As she continued to stroll, something struck her so deeply that her steps gradually slowed.
