Sugar Coated

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Victor impatiently paced around in the suite. Finally, the doctor packed up his things after carefully bandaging Angelica's wrist. Victor led the doctor to the door after thanking him for his service.

As Victor walked towards Angelica who was laying in the king sized bed of his suite, he felt guilty...had he offended her that much...he stretched himself on a reclining chair and watched her pallid face...how cheerful she had been ever since he got to know her two months back...but now she looked like a lifeless ragdoll tossed recklessly.

Victor got up from his chair and made his to Angelica. He sat on the edge of the bed and ever so carefully traced the outline of her cheekbones...he was suspicious whether something else had taken place to lead to this.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. He then left the room after adjusting the covers on her.

The next day

Angelica weakly raised her hand to block out the rays of sun...wait a minute...hadn't she attempted suicide then what is she doing here?

She hurriedly got up which caused her to strain her injured wrist and she cried out, "Ouch!"

On the dot,the door flew open. "Are you alright?" Victor asked with hesitation. Angelica nodded and looked away as she put two and two together.

"Angelica...look, I want you to know that I am sorry for what I said... I know I told you to shut up but the truth is that I miss my over excited PA" Victor said and let out a chuckle at the end.

Angelica did not face him but his words struck something inside of her...but she was still depressed. Victor took a few steps towards her but he soon retreated...she needed some space. He left the room and as soon as he turned the knob, Angelica buried her head in her pillow...wait..that was not her pillow...that was not even her suite...which means that it was Victor's suite and she was in his bed. She got up with a jolt...she wore her shoes which were at the side of the bed and made her way out.

When Victor got back after a few hours...his room was empty...she must be in hers,he reflected.

Victor was busy with his office issues during the rest of the day...he gave Angelica the day off and got someone to keep an eye on her.

It was 6 in the evening. Victor marched in the corridor but stopped when his phone vibrated...he looked at the display screen and he rushed towards the end of the corridor...this was crazy.

He stopped right in front of Angelica's suite and saw his employee knocking at the door...begging Angelica to open the door.

"Sir, she's locked herself inside!" Jacobs said frantically.

Victor got the spare key and kicked the door open. Angelica dropped the knife in her hands, shocked at the sudden motion...

She was going to harm herself again and had Victor not come...she would have probably not been standing right in front of him.

"Stop this madness!"Victor yelled,"I told you that I am sorry, why are you so fucking hell-bent on making me more guilty..."

"Just leave me alone...i" Angelica mumbled in between her sobs,"..I am worthless...everyone hates me...that's why my parents rejected me..."

Victor melted and tried to console her...he should not have been that harsh on her...he placed his hand on her shoulder and got her to face him...her cheeks were stained with her tears, "Angelica, you are not worthless, "

"I am..." she weakly said meeting his gaze," since I was born, my parents considered me as a jinx...and they are not wrong..."

"They are wrong," he stated with his tone taking a higher pitch and without any warning, he crashed his lips onto hers as he snaked his arm around her slender waist.

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