Another Sunday, another Six Sentence Sunday. Thanks to everybody who comes to visit me and thanks for the encouragement. Means a lot. This snippet once again continues from last week. We're in Angela's POV now.
There it was. The moment she’d dreaded.
Angela squeezed her eyes shut, her stomach churning. Alex had asked the one question that had left her caught for days now, caught between that deep, secret yearning for him to know it was her, and the terrifying reality that if he knew, he likely wouldn’t want her at all.
He sat up and pulled away from her, staring down at her with eyes full of disbelief and pained accusation. “Please tell me you’re not that Angela.”
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