Angel’s POV.
I have sat and watched as Serurora slept. Feeling nothing but rage, pain and guilt. Rage that this had happened to her, pain because I thought we lost her and guilt because I should have been there to protect her.
Rationally, I know none of this is my fault or even hers but when you love someone deeply like I do her, you take that blame on yourself and that is what I have done.
I left her bedroom before dawn and headed to my room and got some sleep. When I woke up, showered and had a coffee, I went back to her room to find it empty.
Did I panic? Of course I f*****g did. She shouldn’t be up and walking around. She is still healing, and if anything, she should be waited on hand and foot. So, in a blind panic, I went looking for her.
Only to bump literally into Alfonso.
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