“No, no, no. Wait! I have never bullied you before!” she protested.
Carlos leaned against the headboard.
“Are you saying that it’s just the way you love me?”
“Bingo! Honey, I’m so much in love with you.” She winked at him.
Carlos’ smile broadened as he said affectionately, “I love you too, honey.”
They looked each other in the eye. Then, Debbie threw herself into his arms.
“Muah!”
‘Deb, I’LL Love you and dote on you for the rest of our lives!’ he swore to himself.
ir had heard about Wesley long before they met. Everyone thought he was a hero. In ir’s eyes,
he was a superhero.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
ir was luckier than Wesley’s other fans because her uncle was his superior. A few loving words were
all it took, and her uncle told her anything she wanted to know about the man she had a crush on.
Even so, ir had never asked her uncle to introduce her. She believed in fate, and somehow, she
firmly believed that they would eventually be together.
Shock of shocks, she was right. She met him not long after.
But their first meeting was not a fun one.
That year, ir was neen years old and Wesley was twenty-three.
ir was a college student, and her college was in the same city as her home. But she seldom came
home. Whenever she did, she always saw her parents fighting.
But sometimes, she had toe home. Just like today.
It was the holidays. Her roommates all went home. ir stood in front of the vi with a small suitcase.
It was a beautiful vi, but hardly warm.
She typed in the code at the entrance.
“Beep!” The door to the vi opened.
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“Look at you! I’m sick of you! Why did youe back? Get out of here!” a woman shrieked-she was
ir’s mom, Grace Jenkins. ir sighed helplessly as she realized that her mom was yelling at her
dad again.
Judging from her name, you could tell that Grace’s parents wanted her to be a graceful woman.
And she worked to live up to that name. Even now, she was soft and elegant in public. Everyone
believed that her name reflected her inner beauty.
But she was a totally different woman in front of Jacob Johnson,
ir’s father.
ir knew why-it was because of life.