Angelica woke up the next morning. She could not explain it, there was just a certain despondency within her soul. She remained in bed and thought. Perhaps it was because she knew she was not going anywhere today.
The memories of Ian's tantrum last night came back to her. She was waiting to see him calm, if he was not, it was better he did not show up here.
Angelica did not know if he had returned late last night or if he had stayed out all night. Regardless, as long as she had a good night's sleep, she did not care.
Angelica got out of bed. She could see no sign of him. His side of his bed was untouched. Angelica walked to her chest, she got the key and unlocked it. She brought out the basket and shook her head.
To think that this little thing could cause Ian to lose his mind. Angelica scoffed. He truly could not control himself. Or perhaps he was only like that with his family.
