At around six that evening we all sat down for dinner. It was lovely as always and everyone was especially talkative tonight, no one stuck to one conversation.
One moment it was Olga and Ramallo discussing what Olga calls their 'Inevitable Love'.
Then it was Ramallo and German discussing meeting schedules for the next week.
Not wanting to bore everyone, German then began to speak to me about the garden and how much he loved it which made me blush.
The conversations kept changing. About the performance, Lunch plans, dinner tomorrow. What I was not happy about was when Violetta started talking about my locket.
"Did you see the necklace Dad got Angie?" she asks Olga and Ramallo who look straight at it and inevitably, straight at me.
"Oh my," says Ramallo pulling his glasses up slightly "when did you get that?"
Neither German or I answer.
"Ramallo, does it matter?" shrieked Olga, "It's so stunning, truly the most perfect gift for the one you love!"
I begin to blush but am not caught embarrassed for long as Olga quickly adds, "Ramallo why don't you ever get me things like that?"
The table erupts in laughter from me, Violetta and German, whilst Olga looks hurt and Ramallo is confused.
"Olga... I am not in love with you..." says Ramallo staying as solid as a rock.
"You are always so insensitive Ramallo, own up to your feelings like Mr.German and Miss Angie have!"
She slams her tea towel on the table and storms off.
"Angie your blushing" cried Violetta. I dipped my head.
"Violetta," began German "Stop teasing Angie about her blushing, you know it only makes her blush more."
Violetta smiled at her Dad. "Fine, you seem to know more about her now anyway so.." she pushes her chair back and stands up, straightening her skirt.
"Can I be excused?" she asks looking at German.
"Of course." he says and she skips back upstairs.
Ramallo left shortly after and we were left alone again.
"Do I really blush more?" I ask avoiding his gaze.
"You do." he says moving to stand next to me. "But that's not a bad thing."
I lift my head to see him smiling as he holds out his hand for me to take. I take it and he gently lifts me up, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist so I am kept close to him.
"In fact," he says pushing a stray stand of hair behind my ear, "It actually makes you more beautiful."
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How I like my tea
FanfictionAngies secret is out but everythings fine. She continues to live with German and Violetta and she feels happy. Sometimes things make you happier but sometimes things ruin your happiness. Angie has a chance at happiness, but she is not done fighting...
