Clark's POV"Thanks for dinner. The food is great." Angela and I were walking outside their house. When we got closer to my car, we both stopped walking and faced each other."Don't thank me. You don't have to be. The food I cooked came from you," Angela said shyly and bowed her head. I had no choice but to approach her and give her a tight hug. I hope through this I could comfort her."It's okay, Angela. I'm happy to do this," I said before letting go of the hug.She lifted her gaze and looked at me. I just smiled at her. I took her right hand and kissed it."I gotta go," I bid goodbye. She nodded softly and smiled.I finally got inside the car and drove it away.* * * *"Where have you been?!"I walked straight and didn't even hesitate to stop. I ignored the person who spoke from behind me."Clark, I'm asking you! Where have you been?!" she screamed at the top of her lungs which made me stop. With a sigh, I turned to face her direction. And there, I saw my mom's wrinkled face and it
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