CHAPTER 27
Sunsets were always a tad more wonderful with Patrick on her side. They were seated in the Heather's eye, a feather in the cap of their city. It was a small playground with lush green lawn. A handful of benches were scattered for people to sit on. It faced the sea on the other side of the road. The view was always very beautiful. Angela leaned on Patrick's shoulder and simply admired the sun sinking into the glimmering blue waters. They had walked around, chatted, bickered, kissed and played. Now, they simply sat by each other, his arm around her waist and her head on his bosom, tirelessly breathing in his scent. Patrick moved his hands to her hair and caressed it. Angela had so much stuffed inside her. She'd found something about Rachel and she wanted to share it with someone. But,
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