Invitation

~Fender’s POV~

“I know you’re there, Hope,” Frank whispered.

What is the meaning of this? I just realize that this is Hope’s house. But…but…why, I tried to figure it out, but I was still confused. That was ridiculous, knowing that Angelica was sitting there with Hope and Carter, smiling and waving at me. Since when has she been here, I thought.

I quickly get inside. I saw Hope’s face was a bit tense, “Angelica!”

Angelica got up and ran toward me. She hugged me tightly and long, trying to hide her exploding emotion. I knew she wanted to cry out loud, but she didn’t do that.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

I could feel she nodded, “I’m okay, but I’m scared.”

“Don’t worry! I’m here. You’re not alone. I know what you’ve been through. I felt that, even though what you felt was much worse,” I whispered.

She stopped hugging me, showing her tears in her eyes, “I don’t know what to say. I’m so happy to meet you.”