The real nightmare has just begun. What Charlos had been worried about had just happened. Rissa stood in front of him. She looked so beautiful; her makeup and hair were so perfect. Charlos had never seen Rissa wearing that dress before.
If it were a normal Saturday, he would be happy to invite Rissa to a cafe for dinner. He will hold Rissa's hand. According to Rissa's wishes, he will take Rissa for a walk to the mall or anywhere. The woman was indeed prettier than an angel.
But should he hurt the angel? This is something hard. He couldn't bear to make Rissa hurt again.
Rissa looked at him awkwardly. She gave him a half-hearted smile that was more like a smirk. Charlos's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.
"Charlos … I … I …," Rissa stammered. "I'm sorry. I can explain everything."
"Wait, what?" Charlos was confused.
