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"Stop looking at me like that

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"Stop looking at me like that." Angelo rolls his eyes at me as we wait for the signal to get out of the car. The only reason I even agreed to attend this gala is because Kids of the World is a charity I actually respect. It is one of few charities that actually do what they say they are going to.

"You know exactly why I am looking at you." He picks at his slicked back hair. Same as Zaviano, he knows exactly why I did what I did. Lennox needs someone, whatever she is going through is clearly taking a toll on her. I feel it when I see her tense up around Jackson Dane, or when I hear that she is hiding from ghosts. The woman is too stubborn to ask for help so I have to force her to take it.

"Angelo, drop it." Zaviano's stern voice forces him to glare out the window.

"No Zaviano, let the boy talk." He turns back to me with pointed eyes. "Say what you have to, try and make it quick."

"You do realize she will hate you? I don't mean mad at you for a few days, she will walk away from you and wipe you from her life. You're being inconsiderate and so damn selfish."

The reality of what could be is not lost on me or something I ignore. The consequences are quite clear to me. They always have been. "Am I being selfish? Really Angelo, do you think I don't know that she will never blink at me again if she knows what I have done. I'm not an oblivious buffoon, I know all of that but it doesn't matter because she needs help not ignorance."

"What if she's not ready?" He rips his seatbelt off to get a little closer look at me. "You can't invade her privacy it's-it's..."

"It's my only option!" The calm in my voice is gone and the words come out more heated than I wanted or even expected. The control I have is slipping so quickly I can't keep up. "You just don't understand Angelo."

"No, you're the one that doesn't understand. You're not the only one that cares about her." Knocking at the door slices the conversation but not the heat of anger between us. I know Angelo has worked very closely with Lennox, both he and Zaviano have. Why couldn't they understand that she needed this.

The door is opened paparazzi flash their lights and wave their pens in hopes of getting anything. I fix my tie stepping out of the car and onto the draped carpet. I can feel Angelo still stewing behind me but he won't let it show outwardly, he knows what the consequences for our family would be.

Zandrino had already arrived at the gala, he changed at the hospital and came straight here. The others arrive behind us, Niklaus helps Amara out while Geno helps Vivvy. Gian and Maleek laugh about something trailing slightly behind the others.

Maleek walks over lazily hanging his arm over my shoulder to which I shrugged off. "So where's the woman I've been hearing so much about?" A bright smile splayed over his brown skin. Maleek loved to smile as he is a pretty boy, smiling only adds to his charm, unfortunately he wouldn't charm me. "Go away."

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