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The Author's POV.
Angelina stood in the forest for hours waiting for Sigurd and Mustapha. She sent a message to them that they should meet in the forest.
The weather was hot and harsh. Her parents told her not to go far.
It wasn't easy convincing them at all. Letting her out of the house was becoming a problem.
"Angelina are you sure they are going to come ?" Isabel asked.
Angelina sighed.
After what she did to Stefan, she wasn't sure if sigurd and Mustafa would want to see her again they were angry and to her, their anger was justified.
"I am not sure" Angelina said, touching her forehead. She looked towards the path that led to the well. There, she saw sigurd and Mustafa coming. Her joy new no bound, she rushed and tapped Isabel whose head was bent " see them coming."
Isabel looked up. Finally, they came. Their hopes weren't left disappointed.
