Angel's POV
I didn't know how or when, but I suddenly realized that tears were falling down my face into my hair as I kissed Phil. The taste of his lips and the smell of his Cologne felt like the only thing I had craved for a long, and I finally found it. I didn't want to let go, and at the same time, I wanted him far away from me.
‘Angel, are you in there?’ Lyra asked knocking and turning the knob severally.
I pushed Phil away from me and quickly scampered to my feet. I rushed to the door and opened it without thinking about our appearance at that moment.
‘Are you okay? Why did you lock the door? I was…’ Lyra stopped talking when she saw Phil in the room, then frowned and looked back at me.
I was so ashamed of myself that I turned away from her. Lyra had to help Phil get up from the
