C80

Angela pov

I heard knocking on my door after half an hour, I already couldn't sleep and I was still thinking of Angelo and what camp my son was going with him and I felt so guilty by having a man in my house and my room.

I didn't cheat on Angelo not only because we weren't together. But I didn't allow any other man to come close to me ever. I really loved Angelo a lot and I was busy watching him all the time and waiting for the right time to come to his door and tell him everything.

I hung the door immediately, I saw my son standing there, crying and pleading "mom, come with me. Dad is dying."

I placed my hand on the door, trying to stand on my feet. The shock was hard on me.

I trembled "what happened? Dating?"

My son sobbed out and dragged me "come with me. He's on the ground. He's not breathing."

I ran immediately with my son, crossing the short street to only find Angelo on the ground next to the tent and barely breathing.