บท 285: A confession and apology

She could no longer take it. Risks are not for cowards. If she could muster the courage to stab him, then she could take the shame to hug him. She didn't deserve him. That much was clear. However, she was unwilling to let him go.

He was all she could dream of. Her bloody hands and his unconscious body were the sources of her nightmares. Once again, she had no one to blame but herself. Hence she let her hands wrap around him.

She felt him freeze at her action. He wasn't prepared for any physical contact with her.

Angelo looked at the woman who was shamelessly holding on to him as though her life depended on it. He let her hold him because he couldn't push her away for the life of him.

She was precious to him. Albeit the betrayal that stung every time he looked at her, he yearned for her love.

He hated the feeling but he couldn't help it. Angelo knew when to admit defeat. Between him and love, he had no chance of winning.