Angel's POV
Angel's POV
One.
Two.
Three, I take a deep breath. I have been counting up to three to breathe because I forgot how to at one point and passed out. That has to be my second favorite aspect of yesterday, I keep reminding myself I may have lost my son with Adrian but I have another cute little boy that needs me breathing. Thinking of what Adrian's and my son could have been like, the things we would do together, how I would raise him with Adrian has me feeling depressed. I only now realise how much of an absent mother I've been to my oldest son, it's unfair that I was prepared to do so much more for another child but this was my second chance at it all, to be a good, loving, focused parent, it was my second chance at motherhood.
Adrian left Camilla for me yesterday and I liked that. I know he and I might never be together but I love that she can't have him either.
Adrian hasn't been to my room in a while, I know it's been a few hours because I'm staring at the analog clock in the hopes of it reversing to the time when my baby's heartbeat was strong inside me, the time I could protect my son, the time before I failed at motherhood a third time but it hasn't gone back, it keeps going forward. If anything, it's slow and every second feels like a painful minute and I just want it to end. I want time to pass me by so fast I end up dying, feeling nothing.
I detest Camilla for pushing me down those stairs, I had so much hope before then. I was going to give Adrian someone he'd love forever, a son and he would love me like he loved Camilla for it.
The door to my bedroom squeaks open, my gaze travels from the clock to the door lazily, it's Ciara, Veronica and Liliana.
Liliana has been here at least three times in the last hour and I had to pretend I was asleep for the two times she came in, however, this is the first time she's brought the sharing-duo with her and honestly, I could do with the distraction of their constant bickering. Liliana pushes the door shut with her hip, making Veronica snort something about being normal.
“You still haven't eaten?” Liliana asks, her hand motioning to the tray of untouched food she brought in for me an hour ago.
I don't respond to her, I simply shrug, my gaze drifting back to the clock, the damn thing is getting slower, maybe the batteries aren't strong enough?
“Guess what happened,” Cia chimes actively, jumping on the bed on the left side of me.
“Yea?” I reply, my voice hoarse from the lack of speech in nearly an hour. I wish I could feel like Ciara right now but I'm not even close to that feeling.
Ciara leans into me, her head resting on my shoulder. “Not only did you get rid of Camilla, but the defender is gone too.”
My face twists with confusion as my gaze shifts to Liliana who nods with a smile, I know she doesn't like Mirabelle. “What do you mean, Did Adrian kick her out too? ”
Veronica snarls, her gaze shifting from the mirror to me. “Don't act like a stupid bitch because clearly you're not, you managed to get rid of our junior luna but you know Adrian would never rid of his sister for your sake.”
I roll my eyes at her, my gaze settling on someone more sensible and trustworthy enough to tell me everything, Liliana. She nods, affirming Veronica's insult of a statement. “Yea,” she sighs, her tongue running over her red lips. “Mirabelle went looking for Camilla yesterday evening and she covered her scent so Adrian and Santiago couldn't track her and now they still can't find her. Her phone was found by someone in the early hours of today, at the main gate in pieces but there is no sign of her or Camilla and no, they're not at Dark Moon.
“What?” I coax, unable to process and connect the dots of the information laid out before me. Did Camilla and Mirabelle find each other?
Honestly, it wouldn't surprise me because those two have a way of always ending up together.
“With everything that has been going on here, it's safe to say Alpha's birthday party isn't going to happen tonight.”
Adrian's birthday?
I quickly reach for my phone on the other side of me, November 21st. It is Adrian's birthday, but somehow, it slipped my mind. I want to wish Adrian a happy birthday. I had intended on giving him a nice birthday present, a video of our Son's heartbeat from my first ultrasound without him but it's no use now. The son I wanted so badly is gone, maybe because I treated him like a pawn in this love triangle between Camilla, Adrian and I. Nonetheless, my child deserved more than this premature death, Camilla ruined everything for me. She ruined it all the day she set foot in this house, she stole Adrian from me and now, our son is no more because of her. She is to blame for everything, directly or indirectly she played a role in the demise of my happiness.
I might have lost Adrian thanks to her but at least she can't have him either, we both have to suffer the pain of losing the man we love. She crushed my dreams but I won, I crushed her, I crushed her relationship with Adrian and that has to be the most satisfying feeling ever, except I don't feel it just yet, I'm still mourning my child but later, I will feel it. When I walk out of this room and see no sight of her in Adrian's arms, some peace will overcome me that's for sure.
“Angel,” Liliana calls out. Her hand lightly shaking my foot, I nod at her and in response she shakes her head.
What? What did I miss in the last thirty seconds I zoned out?
“Veronica was asking you a question.” Veronica grins, referring to herself in third person which she knows confuses me half of the time but I nod for her to ask again despite everything in Liliana's expression telling me not to.
Veronica smiles, her head leaning forward on the crown of my dresser chair. “I was simply asking how happy you are to have finally rid yourself of Camilla, I mean at what cost?” she asks, her eyes trailing to my visible baby bump. I flinch from her gaze, my eyes rolling to the back of my head before resting on her with a stern glare.
Her smile grows wider, she likes to piss me off and I know exactly why that is but we still can't both let each other go, we choose to be friends through this violence but the wound she's digging at is too fresh. I know there's a bump there and a baby should be inside of it but he's not, he's gone and Veronica is being the usual bitch she is.
Licking my lips I straighten, almost knocking Ciara off my shoulder in the process. “Well Vee, it doesn't matter the cost, all I know is that I have an Angel of my own watching down on me and his dad. I did get rid of Camilla but it wasn't intentional, it just seemed to play out on it's own. She pushed me so Adrian kicked her out, and you know what?” I whisper, “At least I can get pregnant.”
Veronica sneers, her foot stomping the floor as she rises in distress. Her chest raising and falling rhythmically, now it's my turn to smile. I have known Veronica the longest and this is the dynamic of our friendship, we get brutal, we get physical but we never leave each other.
“Fuck you Angel, I can pregnant if this bitch would let me.” she seethes, her gaze trailing to Cia who laughs in response. “At least I don't go around accusing little girls just so I can sleep with their mate who is so much younger than me.”
I let out a snort, my gaze still on her, a smile plastered on my face in amusement of how quick I got her worked up. “I didn't accuse her, she fucking pushed me and don't play the saint here, you've fucked Adrian too you hypocrite.”
Ciara gasps, her head lifting from my shoulder, Veronica shakes her head and storms out of the room, leaving me in a laughing mess.
Veronica can't get hypocritical here, she can't come on to me about Adrian's age when everyone knows full well Adrian pulls women twice his age. I might be older than him but he definitely initiated everything and I'm on the list of the youngest women he had been with. He goes for every woman he deems fuckable regardless of race, height, weight, you name it. Adrian has no specific preference.
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