Sun is Out (2)

Angela leaned over the rail of her balcony, a small smile painted her face as she looked over the view in front of her. Meanwhile, Gael stood next to her—his view was her. 

His stare traced the outline of her side profile, from her brows and long lashes to her rosy cheeks, pointy nose, and soft lips—it was as though he wanted to memorize every detail of her. 

A part of him didn't want to answer her question, but he had to. "Yes." 

"Really?" Angela finally turned to face him seemingly excited, her eyes looking dazzling. "So I can go home now?"

"What about your ex?"

"He's probably already gone by now. My brother told me I can go back as long as I take the flight that arrives late in the evening."

It took him a few seconds before he could ask, "You really want to leave?"