Angela left the room with a heavy heart, terrified that Richard would suddenly appear and announce his intention to break off the engagement in front of her family. Fortunately, she didn’t need to worry because that man didn’t show up, and everyone got into their cars. She sat in the car with her parents, filled with thoughts.
What’s the matter, Angela? You’re not as talkative as you used to be.” As soon as she got in the car, Daphne asked her. She noticed that her daughter had changed, and it seemed as if she had suddenly matured and gained a sense of stability.
“I’m fine,” Angela replied with a wry smile.
“Perhaps she is still afraid. She’ll be fine once she takes some more time to rest at home,” Gilbert added.
“Yes, I still have some fears, so I probably just need to get some rest.” Angela agreed with her dad that she didn’t want her mom to worry.
“Thankfully, it’s all in the past. After going through an experience like that, your dad and I have decided that we do not want anything else. We can only wish you happiness and safety.” Daphne gave her a tender glance. The once-dominant mother had become patient and understanding toward her daughter.
“Yeah, the most important thing is that our family is safe and sound.” She finally comprehended Daphne’s meaning. A part of her wanted to run away from home. back then. But now she realized that there is no place like home.
When they got home, Angela collapsed on her soft bed worth forty thousand, and kept her eyes on the beautiful ceiling. She switched on the room’s ambient lighting, which immediately turned it into a welcoming and sophisticated environment.
Surprisingly, she began to miss the small bed at Richard’s base. Despite the bed rigidity and discomfort, it provided her with exceptional warmth.
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