When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Angel looked at me with a frown on his face and trailed his gaze back to Florentine. "Why did you bring her here?" He asked but his dissaproval of my presence didn't matter. I was more concerned about his injury. "Camilo is meeting with her brother." Florentine answered moving towards a cupboard where she brought out a kit to treat Angel. "And so?" Angel asked still showing his displeasure. Florentine placed the kit on the table while Angel sat on the couch before it. "She's lonely by herself." What? I never said that. Florentine! I cursed her in my head. I wanted to call her out for lying but I remembered her threat on our way here. "I don't care, send her away." How cold? Wasn't he teasing me in the morning at the hallway? Now he was acting all mean. "It's just blood Angel. Sh