Broken Angel by Janet Adeyeye Page B

hugging a friend that isn't even a friend. Shipwreck knew my dad's company went bankrupt and was sold to him, yet he said absolutely nothing. I felt even more sad that I had allowed my thirst for revenge separate Angel and I before our marriage even started. But even after knowing all this, even after discovering that my husband's family isn't the bad guy but Shipwreck, I still wasn't ready to continue what I had with Angel. My mom died thinking they killed my father and took his company and so I could not bring myself to remain with him, even after all this have ended.
                     I couldn't help from pacing around the room that night as Angel slept. Most times, I'd look at his face and then feel sad again. I lost my baby. And he'd been so happy about the news of having a baby. And it felt like I was jinxed and that anytime something good happens, life comes and take away something else in return. Life is such a bitch in disguise.
                      My husband's company was doomed to fall anyway, but this time, I'd restore back what was lost years ago by my father. Sleeping next to Angel was something I didn't think I'd never be able to do anymore. But I was glad that the one good decision I made was to save his mother, and it happened before all this.
                      And like a demon suddenly possessed me, I grabbed a bag I'd kept some of my stuff into and left. Angel was going to wake up and find out I was gone, but to me that was the only option left.
                      I called Shipwreck as I walked out from the mansion and got into my car.
                      "It's late," he whispered into his phone.
                      "I know. I'm sorry. But something came up."
                      "What? Tell me."
                      "I left the mansion."
                     "YOU WHAT?!"
                      "Calm down. I just can't keep living with an enemy. Don't you get it?"
                      "Okay, okay. But our plan still stands, right?"
                      "Yes, most definitely. Now more than ever I want this over and done with as soon as possible. Should I come over to your place so you brief me again on how this is going to work?"
                      "Right now?"
                      "Yes. Is there an issue?"
                      "No..." He hesitated. "No, of course not. I'll give you my address."
                      "Don't bother. I have it right here. See you in 10."
                      I didn't wait for a reply before hanging up. If I wanted this to work, I had to keep on pretending everything is alright even when I knew it wasn't. Then after all of this, I'll leave town and move to a totally new place to start a new life like I deserve. The last couple of weeks have been a mistake that should have never occurred, but I was willing to give myself another chance at life and see where it leads.
                      The drive to Shipwreck's apartment was a short one, but I'd used the map on my car to locate him easily. Who would have thought that Shipwreck was behind my family's fall? I knew something wasn't right when he willingly volunteered to help us, but now, it all made sense to me. He wanted to destroy the Moreroes as much as my mom and he took advantage of her vulnerability and brainwashed her. I wish everything could have just remaiedn the way they were two years ago, when I was still with Alex and my mom's wicked plan of revenge hadn't been borne. Maybe if I knew what I knew today, I'd run to tell her she was wrong and that Shipwreck was the enemy. I got out of my car now and sashayed to his door then gently pushed the bell. It rang for only a minute before the door opened up and Shipwreck stood before me again. I wanted so badly to hit him,