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He dashed through the rooms, calling out for Angela, but only silence replied.

He felt a pang of anger and frustration.

He dropped on the couch with a laughter as dark as the sadness he felt that moment.

How could she do this to him?

Didn't she know how much he loved her, how much he needed her at a time like this?

She met with Diana…then went completely silent over it.

A hand on his face.

“You think you can bitch walk into my life and vanish from it, you are really guilty ain't you?”

He closed his eyes and swallowed tightly his head thrown back.

“The hell am I feeling anxious for?”

His tight breathing worsened, and his hands clenched hard beside him on the couch.

At a time like this, a hardcore will come in a handy.

He thought of Diana…but the memories always came with Angela's face.

“I am fucked for real”.

“I can't believe I trusted some bitch and get hurt…and I can't believe I am doubting that she will ever hurt me”.

He laughed again this time lowly, he went silent as the episode