Angelica began to think that she was cursed. Just how many more things would she have to endure? How many more dangers and fears would she have to face? Why could the man she married just not be ordinary? Why were there some unknown creatures looking for her?
She had just gone through an emotional turmoil after seeing her home and bringing back her things and the things her mother left behind. She missed her more than ever.
Now, she even missed the old days she spent at home. Her life had been nothing extraordinary. It was calm and without confusion or danger. Her father was often absent but he did his role as a protector and provider. He might not have been the father she wished he was, spending more time with them, listening to their concerns and wishes, and being less greedy, but he never treated her harshly either. Until the last few days before he passed away.
