Angel’s POV

The locker.

The question burned my tongue as the day went by to demand and be answered to the unending questions but I didn’t find it in me yet to question someone whose intentions since day one were genuine. It could come off as stoking the embers of an old flame. What if the locker was given to her by her late husband and the question ended up traumatizing memories.

I kept my composure as I always do hoping a better time would soon be ideal to confront the situation around the locker. Seated on the couch having a bowl of pasta I ran through the channels and...