Danzel
I threw the glass on the wall, letting it smash against it. I stepped on the broken pieces, watching them crush under my shoes, just like she had crushed me.
Angelina...
"F*ck!" I screamed loudly not able to feel the pain go away.
My heart is still not able to accept that Angelina could do such a thing.
How could she?
The way her lips would curve up into the beautiful smile, the eyes which lit up every time she would get excited about anything, my heart clenched at the memories. My Angelina can't do this to me. I know her. But she did say that he was her father. She did lie to me, about her father, about her last name, about her love, about everything.
