Tristan laid face down on the bed. He was having a headache. It didn't help that he was furious too.Why couldn't she understand that he was doing everything for her? The only thing she could point out was that she felt caged. Really?How short sighted could she be?It took all his willpower for him not to yell back at her earlier. Does she thinks she's the only one who can yell?He didn't want to yell and then feel guilty about it later. He already has enough guilt on his plate right now and he didn't need more.Plus, he had been warned that she would be more temperamental now.He heard loud knocking, he listened closely and discovered it was more like someone was banging the door. He sat up abruptly and listened more. The sound seemed to be coming from Angela’s room.He jumped to his feet and darted to her room in confusion. Why was she banging the door? Was she locked in?He got to the door and to his surprise, it was locked from the outside. Who dared to lock her in?He unlocked t

Tristan could not believe he was about to ask her, but he suspected she knows something. His instincts told him she does. “Ivy, I need to know if you know where Angela is. She's missing”“Oh, my God! She is? How? Where did she go?” she feigned surprise. Tristan sighed and rubbed his temples. “I honestly don't know, she left the house hours ago and I don't know where she is”“Isn't your house like, super secured? How could she have escaped so easily? By the way, have you tried calling her?”“I have, she's not answering.” “Oh. And she's not with her friend?”“She's not and she's not taking her friend's calls either”“I'm so sorry to hear that” She paused, sighed and then continued.“Tristan, I feel I need to apologize for everything. I didn't realize how much Angela meant to you and how terrible of a person I am. I want to apologize for all the pain I caused to the both of you. What I did was cruel and I'm really sorry. I also want you to know that I have cut every form of ties with A

He longed to kiss her, to feel her body close to his. Desire pulsed through him, urging him to act, he wanted her, right here, right now but he held back. She was still recovering her memories, and he didn't want to take advantage of her vulnerability. If he gave in to his urges now, he risked losing her forever.What if she regained her memories and decided she didn't want to be with him anymore? How would she feel knowing that he touched her while she was still sick?He felt her moving closer, her eyelids slowly closing, and the closer she got, the hotter he felt. He could feel her breath on his face, and he closed his eyes, savoring the sensation. But as much as he wanted her, he knew he couldn't give in to his desires. She was still recovering her memories, and he didn't want to take advantage of her vulnerability. He rolled down the window in a panic, hoping to distract her from what almost happened. She froze and stared at the rolled-down window with a puzzled expression. He to

She stared at the name and figures of money she sent. The name didn't look like any name she remembered. Who the hell was Annie Lee and why did she send such huge amount of money to her. She racked her brain trying to remember who Annie was and why she sent her such amount of money but nothing clicked not to mention, she was developing a headache. She then decided to go through her call log to see if they've communicated over the phone at all but she found no records of their call.She did discover that there were some calls missing from her log by the dates of the calls she had received and she wondered why she would delete them. Just as she was dwelling more on that thought, a strange number caught her attention. She discovered it was a call that had been an incoming call and it was made on the same day she sent the money to Annie. She tapped on the number and frowned as if she was trying to remember something.***************It was her first day back at work since her accident. S

Angela stepped out of the building, eyes red like she had been smoking weed. She couldn’t believe Tristan had fired her. It was like she was in some sort of bad dream.Suddenly, flashbacks of every time Tristan told her he loved her flooded her brain.“I’ll always protect you… I love you so much and I wanna protect you always… I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you…”She wanted to scream from the frustration of it. Why does her brain have to torture her. Why does she have to remember this, here and now? She wanted to crawl in a hole and die.It took all her willpower not to cry at that moment.“I just got fired.” She whispered to herself as if she was trying to believe it. It’s not like her being fired was a new thing, seeing as it happened very frequently in her life. She was even surprised she managed to last this long working for Tristan.She stood by the roadside with no destination in mind. She just stood there watching as cars passed her by, feeling depr