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Chapter 13

When I finally got dressed after German left and headed over to the kitchen where surprisingly Violetta was there...

Which I didn't really mind.

She made me happy and I was truly grateful and happy to see her alive and well.

In this case I must say I'm grateful for German for keeping her safe.

I don't think she'd be able to survive and protect herself out there.

- Angie... you're choking me... - Vilu moaned and just now I realized I've been hugging her for minutes now.

- I'm sorry! - I laughed, letting go of her now - Let's get to work now, shall we?

- Yes! - she giggled and we left to the kitchen.

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German's POV:

Angie hates me.

She hates me and I can't blame her.

My heart aches how badly she hates me for killing the Asian guy and the other one.

But then again... If I don't do that how do I make them pay for killing my man?

Yes, I made things wrong, starting from me actually counting Angie into my game, but I did not intend to kill her.

I could never hurt her... I could never...

- Hey, boss!

Dwight's voice snapped me out of my thought as I was just about to head over to the dining area to see how things are going.

- What's up? - I asked.

- Coming down to eat with us?

- Hell no! I have a lot of work to do so I'll get someone to deliver it. I just want to see how our new member is doing.

- Ah!

As I entered the dining area everything seemed fine and I could see how much better Angie seemed today and it honestly made me happy to see.

I was completely off, not even realizing everybody was watching me until Ramallo snapped at me...

- German! Get a hold of yourself!

- Eh... yeah, okay - I muttered as I swung Lucille on my shoulder - Hello, hello! How the fuck is it going around here?? - I said, turning back to my "Negan" side as I walked in to the kitchen to look around.