"Evelyn, it's okay, you can open your eyes. He's really gone," Evan reassured her, but she refused to believe him. "No way, I'm not falling for it," she said, shaking her head. "You're just trying to trick me." Evan sighed. "I'm telling the truth. Pissy is gone. You can look around if you don't believe me." But Evelyn was adamant. "You're lying! You just want to scare me!" Evan tried to reason with her. "If I wanted to scare you, I wouldn't be holding you right now. Trust me, he's gone." "I don't trust you!" she exclaimed. Evelyn's distrust was palpable. Evan's anger flared up, but he quickly regained control. "Then why are you still clinging to me?" he asked, his voice low and even. Evelyn's grip on him only tightened. "I don't know," she whispered. Evan tried again. "Come on, Evelyn, just take a peek. He's really gone." This time, she hesitantly opened her eyes, but quickly shut them again before she could even see that Pissy was indeed gone. Evan's patience was
Evan slashed water onto his face. His body still reeled from the emotional turmoil that lingered within him. The memory of his fall and the subsequent gaze into Evelyn's eyes, which had left his heart racing, remained vivid in his mind. He couldn't shake off the feeling, and the water's coolness did little to calm his nerves. His heart continued to pound in his chest. He placed his hand on his chest and leaning against the door, he struggled to regain composure. Evelyn was no less calm. Her encounter with Evan had left her shaken, and Marlie's concern was evident as she helped her daughter settle down. "Are you alright, dear? Where's Mark?" She asked, her voice laced with worry. Evelyn recounted everything that happened back there, ofcourse leaving out that part. Phil was listening intently, his expression a mix of curiosity and relief. "Oh, that's why," he murmured, grateful that the situation wasn't as serious as he had imagined. ***** "Huh?!!!" Gemma exclaimed l
"No, I won't allow it!" Angel's stern protest echoed through the room, leaving everyone, including Mint, stunned. The reason behind Angel's outburst was unclear, but her possessive behavior was undeniable. She positioned herself in front of Mark, as if shielding him from an invisible threat. Mark's initial shock soon gave way to a triumphant grin, indicating that his plan was working its magic on Angel. However, he wasn't about to make it easy for her, he wanted more than her protest. With a calm and collected demeanor, Mark feigned ignorance about Angel's motives, and uttered, "I need to tend to her; she's in pain." "Over my dead body! You're not going to touch her!" Angel's response was immediate and vehement. Undeterred, she stood her ground, folding her arms and locking eyes with Mint. Her message was clear: Mark was not going to carry Mint, no matter what. Mint, sensed the tension and glanced at Mark, whose gentle smile confirmed her suspicions. A smile spread
As Angel gazed at her phone, her eyes widened in surprise. The caller ID displayed a familiar name - her mother. Her demeanor shifted, and she became visibly uneasy, catching Marlie's attention. "Angel, is everything all right?" Marlie's concerned tone broke the silence. She asked, her voice laced with worry. Angel's gaze snapped back to the present, and she hastily ended the call instead of answering it. "Uh, everything's fine, Mrs. Baristanas," Angel stammered, trying to reassure Marlie. Marlie nodded, seemingly relieved, but Angel knew the truth - nothing was fine. Marlie's warm smile caught Angel's attention, she had always been friendly towards her. "Call me Marlie, dear. We've known each other for a while now. I think it's time we dropped the formalities." "Marlie? But I thought your name was Charlotte?" Angel asked, her brow furrowed in confusion and Marlie's smile grew wider, and she explained, "It's a long story, but you can call me Marlie, or Aunt. And if you
Angel gripped tight her phone when she turned it off. Despite her pounding heart she managed a smile on her face. She was well aware that her decision would incur her mother's wrath, but she whispered to herself, "I might as well live before she kills me," then she hastily exited to the room. Mark was no longer present. But Angel didn't hesitate to inquire about his whereabouts and Chad politely informed her that, "Mark could probably be in his room." "Thanks," Angel replied, rushing off to find Mark. Just then, Chad overheard Spark remarking, "You see what I said? One minute she's furious, the next she's happy. Hey Chad are you sure she is not her daughter? I kinda think maybe she is the real Evelyn since the character is too similar to..." "To who?..." Before he could continue, Marlie's sharp voice cut him off. Chad shot Spark a warning glance, but Spark was undeterred, eager to discuss Marlie at every opportunity. Now he had to face her. "I didn't mention any nam
"And I think I also like you" Mark's heart skipped a beat as Angel's words hung in the air. His hands dropped to his sides, releasing the tension that had been building in his chest. "You told me you didn't have feelings for me," Mark reminded her, his voice laced with skepticism. "I was lying." Angel's response was simple "What changed your mind in just a few minutes?" Mark's eyes narrowed. Angel's gaze faltered, and she hesitated before speaking. "I know I said that, but it wasn't true. Something was holding me back, but now I've had time to think... and I realize I do have feelings for you." Mark's heart swelled with emotion as Angel's face lit up with sincerity. He knew she was not lying, and her words resonated deep within him. "And now?" Mark pressed, his voice barely above a whisper. Angel's headshake was accompanied by a gentle smile. "I don't care about what happened before. I want to be with you, doc." Mark's joy was evident in the smile that greased his
As Mark and Evan joined the group gathered, Mark's gaze was immediately drawn to Angel, who looked stunning in her plunge bikini. Her pale skin glowed in the sunlight, and her tied-back hair accentuated her beautiful features and radiant smile. Evan, however, was annoyed by Mark's obvious admiration. Mark, undeterred, picked a flower and approached Angel, slipping it into her hair and paying her a compliment. Angel became self-conscious and protested, "Stop it, everyone is watching!" But Mark just smiled and flattered, "I'm not doing anything wrong. I'm simply appreciating the beauty of the sun up close." Angel blushed and tried to avoid eye contact, but Mark continued to hover around her, enjoying her shyness. "They are watching," Angel whispered. "Let's take a photo," Mark suggested. "What?" Angel's eyes widened in shock as she darted her gaze around. "Here?" Mark nodded in affirmation. "But they will..." "They won't mind," Mark reassured her. "It will draw att
As joyful as the day was, it ended with everyone heading back to their respective homes - Spark to his house, and the rest to the Baristanas' mansion. For Mark and Angel, it could be said the day had been brief, it was not enough for them. But for Evan, it had been an eternity. The day seemed to drag on forever as he grappled with the overwhelming emotions he had developed toward his sister. The thought of her made him restless, forcing him to stay away while the rest enjoyed the swim. He could still hear their laughter and chatter echoing through the walls as he distanced himself. When it was time to leave, Evan had to switch places with Angel again, but this time, he was the one avoiding his father's car. He didn't want to sit next to Evelyn, who was going to occupy the seat beside him. He knew that whenever he was close to her, he couldn't help but stare, just like he had done when he watched them swim from afar. He remembered how his heart had raced so fast that he had to