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Soft To Cold
Angela watched him as he marched out the door. She couldn't see his face but his body language indicated that he was in a foul mood. What got him so upset, she wondered. A part of her was disappointed that he didn't stay to taste her cakes but other part understood. There was a high chance of situation going bad if he stayed here. Nikaulas was like a ticking bomb when angry.
The kids wanted chocolate syrup for their ice-cream. Hailey didn't have it in her home so Angela suggested to get it from hers. Leah offered to help and bring it from her house. Angela agreed, seeing no harm in it. Leah left to get the syrup.
Time flew and when Leah didn't come back, Angela decided to check. She excused herself and wheeled out of Hailey's cottage. Darkness had gathered the whole sky under its embrace. The moon had monopolised the heaven. She turned and made her way towards her cottage which had its light on. As she neared, she noticed that the main door was wide open. She d
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