Chapter 14: The lovely poem

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-Angela-

“why don't Angela take the place to be your bride?” that question keeps ringing inside my head.

Bride...

Bride...

Bride...

‘be his freaking bride?’

I saw Hades and Hermes still stood in shock. Out of the corner of my eyes, I felt his attention soon turned to me. By what I mean 'he'. I meant, Hades...

“Angela? be uncle's bride? But that's insane!” Hermes protest without knowing that he accidentally kicked the chair with strong force that hit me real hard.

“ouch.” I dropped the two books that I've been done cleaning as I fell the presence of Hermes running towards me.

“again. I am so sorry. Really sorry. Sorry.” he took the books and placed them back on the shelf. He helped me again to stand up but I struggle a bit before being able to fix my posture.

“I am really sorry Angela. I-”

“that's enough.” Hades voice made us both turned to him.

“you already hit her already for like 2 times today Hermes. I wouldn't tolerate you for doing it again.” Hades cold but stern voice sends shivers to my spine and yet I felt something behind his words. Something that is making me confuse.

‘what is happening to me?’

“I didn't mean it fyi.” Hermes snap back, then quickly turned to me. “I'm really sorry Angela. Please forgive me” he prayed his hands and closed his eyes.

“it's ok. I'm alright. It's not your fault.” after hearing that, Hermes gave me a wide and wonderful smile that made me giggle.

“thank you thank you. I'm really sorry. I'll make up to you I promise.”

“maybe next time when my foot and back isn't hurting.” I smiled and cares his Curley hair.

“noted.” he smiled back and we both turned to Hades and Aphrodite who's watching us the whole time. I felt my cheeks turns into shade of pink, I looked down avoiding Hades' gaze.

“so you guys were saying?” Hermes asked making Aphrodite to roll her eyes.

“I said that Angela should be the bride of Hades”

“that we couldn't agree to.” Hermes crossed his arms to his chest looking so serious.

“and why not?” irritation had filled Aphrodite's emotion as she asked him.

“well first of all, Angela is a minor”

“excuse me? I’m 18-”

“turning 18.” Hermes corrected by even pointing his index finger at me as if he's my father and I'm his child.

“While uncle is a hundred years old!” Hermes then pointed at Hades but he just gave him a scowling look.

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