What's worse than feeling guilty for snooping?
It's that you're not feeling guilty at all.
Because how would that be normal? Gael had clearly invaded Angela's privacy and broken her trust when she had just taken the step to give it to him. This was why he wasn't cut out for relationships. It was as if he'd purposely ruin something good.
He perfectly knew what he did was wrong, yet he couldn't find it in himself to feel bad going through her things and then finding out about that photo in her nightstand. If anything, he was damn furious.
How could he not be when that image was now imprinted in his head, and he was already feeling so pissed that he could hear a ringing in his ears. Gael hung his head low, taking deep cleansing breaths while gripping the edge of the counter. If he was feeling like this, he couldn't even imagine how Angela must be feeling. His Angel… His poor Angel. Fûck.
