Angel’s POV Most of the car ride was silent. The sun was just rising; a brilliant yellow and orange hue swept across the sky. I remembered how much I used to hate waking up early, but now after being with Dante, it was so beautiful and refreshing. Although we were going through a lot, I couldn't deny that my life was so much better with him in it. But I had to fuck it up like I do with everything. He hates me and it's all my fault, I thought to myself. Dante blew out a loud, frustrated breath. "I don't hate you. I'm just...angry and hurt," he admitted. My bottom lip trembled as the tears resurfaced. "I-I'm so sorry, Dante. I never wanted to hurt you. I know I should've told you instead of lying, but I was just scared of losing you." He shot me a sympathetic glance. "I just need some time, Angel." As we pulled into the packhouse driveway, he reached over and caressed my cheek. His touch made me shiver in delight. "I'm mad, but l still love you. Forever and alway
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