Back at the Magnífico. . .
Not long after Gustavo left for his alleged trip, Nathaniel whisked Angela quickly to a corner of a tall pillar within the hotel's reception arena. This, Nathan did by mumbling some words in her ears as charmingly as he could with his whisper and her defences naturally broke off to let down her guard.
"What do you want from me, Nathan?" Angela mumbled softly once Nathan had gotten her where he wanted her.
"I don't want anything. I know I am not perfect for you, but I have no idea how to let you go."
His words melted her. She felt like ice melting away under the entrancement of his thick voice. At this point she wanted to believe him, but she would much rather protect herself and her heart.
Thus, she used every fibre of latent strength in her body to respond to his words-
"You don't need to try so hard, Nathan. There will never be 'Us' EVER AGAIN"