Angelique returned to her room and collapsed onto her bed, staring at the ceiling.
The way Trunks looked at me when Pavitra mentioned she saw me with Ryan…
Her chest tightened.
Why did it hurt that much? Does it mean I can’t stand Trunks’ anger? His disappointment? No… This can’t be. I need to stay focused.
Her phone rang. Ryan.
“Yes,” she answered.
“How’s it going?” Ryan asked.
“It’s okay. Thank you for earlier,” she said quietly.
“We were lucky,” Ryan replied. “We need to be careful next time. And about Trunks—you know what to do now.”
“Yeah. Don’t worry,” Angelique said before hanging up.
During that time, Trunks called endlessly and sent message after message, but Angelique didn’t reply. He showed up at her house, but she refused to open the door. He sent expensive gifts—she
