April fools, that was what Angelina wished today was.
But it wasn’t. Currently, it was May 3, April’s fool was far from over. So that meant everything little thing Gabriel was saying was not a prank.
Tears began to pull in her eyes, and she snapped without holding back, yelling at the top of her lungs. “You... you don’t love me anymore? There’s no future for you and I? What the hell are you saying Gabriel?!”
Gabriel remained quiet even though he had been addressed. He had prepared for something like this, her outrage and on flowing tears, so he wasn’t in the least bit moved.
When Angelina noticed this, eyes locking onto his indifferent and unfazed ones, she felt a painful sting in her chest. It was the kind of pinch one felt once they had realized something painful that they had been trying to fight off. And for Angelina, her realization in this case, was that Gabriel’s words were true.
He wasn’t lying to get rid of her but telling the truth. He actually no longer loved her.