Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young wom...
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"I wish you were here, Angel. I mean it. But you weren't."
"I wasn't."
"I was on my own. I had to get out of that situation on my own. My mother kept putting me down, reminding me every day that I was worthless. She was disappointed in me and...who could blame her?"
"You were raped..."
"You think I don't know that? But I'll teach you something. People don't care about that! They don't stick around long enough to hear the whole story. From the moment the news broke, all these eyes were on me. It was awful..."
"I'm so sorry."
"Why are you sorry? It wasn't your fault."
I look down but he looks back up.
"I should have come into your life sooner."
I smile, in spite of myself. How does he always find the right words? It's his superpower. That little thing that makes me melt for him.
"Thanks for listening to me," I say, kissing him.
"You needed to talk about it. I'll always be here to listen when you need me."
"Duly noted. Let's go and join Chacha and your mother."
But when I try to get up, he holds my arm. I sit down again, confused.
« Wait! Wait! Wait! »
« What? »
« You didn't answer my question! »
Crap!
« What question? »
I smile, but he looks so fake and insecure.
« You know it, Princess. »
« No, I just... »
« What happened to that baby? »
« I aborted it...at...at the hospital. »
« Really?! »
The tears come again as he moves even closer.
« Angel ...I've told you things I've never told anyone before. Can we stop now? Can we please? »
I try to smile, but my tears aren't fooling anyone.
« Just listen to me! »
« Please, just... »
"Okay, but first listen to what I have to say."
I put my ear to the ground.
"If you don't want to talk about it because you've reached your limit, I won't insist..."
Phew.
"But if you do it because you're afraid of my reaction or that I'll judge you in some way...I won't let it go."
