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Chapter 17

Leaving German's room I was still deeply mad, unable to think about what to do anymore.

He isn't the same person I used to love.

No...

This painfully negative, psychopath killer is not German... this is Negan... since that's how he calls himself now, having the Saviors as... basically his servants, that are doing everything for him.

Keeping other people in fear out of joy.

And this makes me scared too.

I also fear him now.

I don't know if I can ever love him anymore the way I have before this all has started.

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- German... German, stop... Everybody's at home... They'll hear us...

- I don't care if they do...

In case if this was confusing he just suddenly got on me in the kitchen, kissing me all over while his wedding was a day away.

He was basically cheating on Priscilla that night.

And I couldn't care much about that, but about the fact that we'll get caught if we aren't careful.

- Angie, I love you... And I can't hold myself back... - he said with so much lust and passion in his eyes that I couldn't push him off, even if I wanted to.

I loved him.

I wanted him.

And that night it happened.

But never again.

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- I feel miserable... - I sighed to myself, thinking I was alone in the moment.

But I wasn't...

- Why are you feeling miserable?

Violetta was standing right beside me.

- Oh, jeez! - I gasped - Vilu...

- What were you thinking about? - she asked.

- Nothing much... Things that happened to me in such a short period of time... to be exact...

- Are you mad at dad?

- Me?

- Yeah. I heard about you two arguing earlier today...

- Yeah, we argued and honestly... I don't feel like talking about this... I'm sorry, Vilu...

- Angie...

- I'm sorry, Violetta...

Am I stupid?

Am I stupid for not telling her about her dad and what he has done?

Because right now I feel stupid about it... But at the same time okay...

She really shouldn't know, unless it's necessary...