Angelo

"Here. Drink." Kelvin nearly spilled the glass of water over my body. If only my body wasn't weak. I would have given him a piece of my mind. I collected it and gulped it down in one go.

Marco was leaning on my vanity mirror, arms crossed together while he fixed his eyes on me. As for Kelvin, he eyed me as if he was going to murder me. "I didn't ask any of you to watch over me." I muffled out.

"I think you need some explanations to do to Alessia. She's currently pacing outside the door, worried sick."

I clenched my jaw recalling our earlier conversation. I...