Chapter 17

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Aiden's P.O.V

"Welcome to your new home." I smiled at her and she shyly nodded.

"Thank you so much..." She then looked up in awe of the huge chandelier hanging from the high ceilings.

"Y-Your house is beautiful..." She mumbled while looking down at her shoes again.

"Thank you. I'll show you to your room."

I led her up the stairs and to an empty room for my guest.

"It's not much but I think it's still better then the house you currently live in now." I shrugged.

"T-Thank y-you so much again..." I smiled at her and nodded.

"No problem. If you need anything else just call me or one of the maids." She nodded.

I was about to leave the room when she spoke.

"Uh... I-I haven't caught your n-name yet..." She said slightly embarrassed.

"My name's Aiden." I chuckled.

"Aiden." She tested my name on her tongue and I loved it.

"Mmhm. I'll see you later Angela." I gingerly closed her room door and went downstairs.

She's perfect.

But why does she look so familiar?

Is she that Angela from school?

No it can't be.

Yeah she's not.

She looks way different.

This Angela is actually beautiful not like the other one from school.

Yeah I'm just tripping.

My phone rang and it snapped me out of my thoughts then I picked it up.

"Aiden." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Mark?" What's he calling me for?

"Uh... I'm so sorry for calling but we're having a funeral for Lace tomorrow... I was wondering if you would like to come for it?"

"For Lacey? What happened to her?"

"S-She was murdered..." He said quietly.

"What? How? By who?"I was getting more and more agitated.

"The murderer hasn't been caught yet." He mumbled.

"I'll tell you the details when you reach here tomorrow."

"I'll be there." I ended the call and shoved my phone into my pocket.

How did she become murdered?

She was the sweetest girl I've ever dated and have ever met besides Natalia and Angela.

"Um... Aiden?" A soft hand rested on my shoulder and I turned around to see Angela.

"Yeah? Everything alright?"

"N-No... Not really..." She said quietly.

"Then what's wrong?" I inspected her for any injuries.

"I'm just hungry that's all." She laughed a little.

No wonder her name is Angela. She's literally an angel.

"Oh. Wait at the dining table. I'll get the chef to go cook for you."

"Alright. Thank you so much." She said sweetly while smiling gently at me.

"You're welcome." I smiled back.

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