All Chapters of The Measure Of Love - Book 2: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Apparently he was regaining his wits. After sleeping for a few hours and staying awake to think about the same thing over and over again, Angy had left Evan's house, encouraged by her friend's words. He insisted that everything was going to be fine, but he had no idea how she felt when she knew that she was going to meet this happy couple out of a fairy tale, and for no reason did she not want to become the bad one. of the story, because he didn't know if he was going to be able to hold the guy once he was in front of Dorian; his shipment of the dreamcatcher had cost him dearly, with considerable loss of weight and self-esteem. He had no idea what might happen when their eyes met again. It all boiled down to something very simple: she was still in love, and she didn't know if she could continue to keep her feelings locked away.

The following days were a real torment for Angela. She had to endure seeing them together too often, while at the same time organizing the final paperwork for the premiere. There were good last minute changes, and they had gotten more budget and permits. Everything looked to be going well.After morning rehearsals, just as she had been dreading, Nora appeared at the theater again, marveling at the sets, the lights, and the overall organization."Everything is spectacular," he commented.

Angela didn't even have the strength to speak. The air came out of his throat weakly, and he had no desire to get out of bed, even knowing that he had to because the job was not going to be done alone. Tattooed in her mind was that dire moment when Dorian had locked her in one of the elevators at the back of the theater. Her nerves flared at the memory of being trapped. Every end of her body had tightened like a rope, and she still wondered how the hell she hadn't had a heart attack. She'd been on the brink of collapse, her cheeks burning inside, experiencing equal parts heat and cold, as if the world was falling on her. Adrenaline had spilled through his veins but his brain said enough when the tension and fear became unbearable. And worst of all had been the reason why he had ended up there. Of one thing she was sure: she would never forgive him.

Despite the setbacks, Angela had a reason to smile about . He was glad he had played that role. She was very aware of all those long minutes on the stage, singing that dialogue flowing from her interior, those expectant faces, the music, the scenery ... Knowing that everything had turned out well was something pleasantly sweet. At least that way he could think more calmly.He was heading to Evan's house. She had no idea what she was up to this time, but her good humor had encouraged her to go. When he was about to knock on the door, it opened as if by magic. Evan was smiling with a twinkle in his eye.

Angela had her eyes wide open. She couldn't see anything that was more than ten feet from her due to the darkness of the night, but she wanted to lose herself in that gloom. Just as she had been fearing, she had not been able to sleep, unable to think about anything other than the complicated matter at hand, and all because she was constantly involved in her sister's life since Nora and Dorian came to see her. He couldn't understand why it was so difficult to find a way out. She was trying her best, but it was useless to deny how lonely she felt having him so incredibly close and not being able to tell him what she thought.A cool, frozen air was blowing, but his now numbing nervous impulses were greatly appreciated so