Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin
Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Chapter 47 – Heaven is Daddy‘s Scent (Anj‘s POV)

“Why do you keep on growing?” I said to myself while fitting on shoes for Leyanne. We just bought a pairof shoes two months ago, and now they complained that their sneakers hurt their toes.

I thought I wouldn‘t make it out of the Excellente Café after Steve slammed on my face that herecognized me. It was when Leyanne started telling me that Grandpa Steve asked many things aboutme, and my honest–to–goodness daughters gladly answered all his questions. The beautiful bluepeacock handmade quilt and my favorite book gave me away, a clue that completed his suspicionsabout my children and me.

“Promise me, girls,” I said, standing up after checking the fit of the shoes on Leyanne. “The next timesomebody asks about Mommy, you‘re not telling him anything.” “Is it bad that we told Grandpa everythingabout you, Mommy?” asked Selene, her eyes following me as I searched for the salesperson. When Isaw her, I raised my hand and gestured for her to come to us. “Three pairs, this size, please,” I said.

She nodded, smiling at my three kids before getting stocks for us.

“Yes, baby. I mean, if it‘s about you and mommy, we must be careful. We don‘t want your daddy to be inbig trouble, okay?” This time, I am telling them the truth. They nodded, although I was not sure if theyunderstood me or not. “Mommy, where are we going after this?” Selene asked as she raised her head,her eyes wandering around the shopping mall. “I‘m buying you a new pair of shirts and shorts for theFamily Day affair, and – ” I stopped, thinking again of how to resolve our daddy issues. I sighed, brushingthe thoughts for a while. “Aunt Anya and Uncle Dylan will come here, and we‘ll all have dinner in therestaurant.” “Who has a birthday?” Lyra Helene asked. I smiled, remembering that we only eat out whensomeone celebrates a birthday. “No one, but you just helped mommy got customers for the business,so... it‘s like a birthday for our business.”

“Ah!” she smiled and started humming the happy birthday song happily. “Oh!” Her eyes sparkled as shesaw Anya and Dylan walking our way. “Aunt Anya! Uncle Dylan! We‘re here!” She shouted, waving herarms excitedly.

Anya waved back, smiling at them as they came closer to us.

“Aunt Anya, today‘s the birthday of mommy‘s perfume,” announced Lyra Helene when they reached us.“Really?” She widened her eyes to show she was surprised. “Is that why we‘re celebrating?” “Uh–huh!”She answered, kissing her cheek and Dylan‘s.

“Congratulations!” Dylan greeted me, kissing me on the cheek, which he never did.

I was sure my blood went to my face, and Anya proved it to me.

“Somebody‘s blushing,” she chimed, waggling her eyebrows at me as she turned to my other twochildren. I breathed in relief when the saleslady returned with three pairs of shoes. After getting theshoes, we went to the children‘s wear, getting new clothes for them, and as soon as we were done, itwas like someone had robbed me.

Leyanne peeked at my wallet. “You spent all your money on us, Mommy,” she said. I chuckled, tappingthe tip of her nose. “Yes. Next time, I‘m telling your daddy to pay for everything.” It was supposed to be awhisper, but I guess I was becoming like my daughters, whispering loud enough for anyone close to meto hear. “You should, mommy,” Selene giggled. “Uhm, Mommy,” she pursed her lips while fidgeting withher hands.

“Yes, baby?” I glanced at her.

“Grandpa asked us where you got the name Heaven Scent, and we told him,” She looked guilty that shedivulged a secret to the old Mr. Mars.

“And what did you answer?” Dylan asked, and when Anya raised her eyebrows and glared at him, heshrugged. “What? I‘m curious, too.”

“Same as mommy‘s answer,” She giggled, causing me to chuckle. “Argh! Uncle Dylan won‘t be able tosleep tonight unless I‘d know,” he pretended to grumble. My daughters laughed at him, but Leyanneanswered him. “Mommy said it was daddy‘s scent. Heaven scent.”

I was sure Dylan‘s smile disappeared from his lips. “It‘s mommy‘s answer, huh?”

“Uh–huh!” Leyanne smiled.

“Where next?” Anya asked, cutting the conversation for my sake.

“Restaurant,” I answered briefly.

It was almost midnight when I came out of my bedroom. They must have eaten a lot of sweets todaybecause it took a while before the sugar rush wore off. It was only now I heard what happened during theDaddy Day event in their school. They were still excited that they kept on telling us what happenedyesterday. When they finally fell asleep, I took time immersing my body in the bathtub, forcing my bigbrain to tell me what to do. I have two options, and killing their father in my imagination was possibleyesterday, but after meeting Steve Mars, it was out of the possibilities. I still couldn‘t sleep even after therelaxing bath, and drinking chamomile tea would be my last resort to help me sleep. But as I walked tothe kitchen, I saw Dylan sitting on the kitchen island, drinking beer.

“Can‘t sleep?” I asked as I made tea.

“It‘s hard to sleep these days,” He answered, confusing me. “Want a beer?”

“I don‘t drink alcohol,” I answered, sitting with him with a cup of tea in my hand. “I have not tasted alcoholfor almost six years, and you know why.” He chuckled, nodding at me. “Yeah, I know.” He heaved a sighand gazed at me. “I always blamed myself that you had to leave, not graduating with us. I shouldn‘t haveforced you to tell me about the girls‘ daddy.”

“I was young, confused, and crazy, and leaving was the best thing I had thought of before,” I. smiledapologetically.

“I like you, Angela,” He suddenly blurted out, causing me to raise my eyebrows and feel glad I was notsipping my tea; otherwise, I would have choked. “I know. You like Anya and me,” I smiled, telling myself itwas the normal ‘like,‘ not like someone more than a friend.

He gazed at me, breathing out before uttering the words that seemed to get stuck in his throat. “I loveyou, Angela,” He uttered in a hushed tone. “And you know what I mean. I had always loved you.”

I lowered my gaze, fixing my eyes on the tea I was drinking. “Why are you telling that to me now?” Ipursed my lips, staying quiet for a while. “Why not before?” He smirked. “You were sixteen,” he shook hishead. “If only I knew what would happen to you, I should have taken advantage of you before. I mean, Ishould have told you that I care for you, that I love you.” I sipped tea instead of answering, drinking it likewater. The chamomile tea failed to calm me because of Dylan‘s revelation. “Give me a chance, Anj,” hesaid sadly, reaching for my hand, but I put my hands on my lap and smiled nervously at him.

“I have children, Dylan. Love someone else,” I murmured, wanting to cry and hating him for just tellingme his feelings now. Everything could have been prevented when he took courage six years ago “Letme be the father of your children, Anj,” He whispered. I took a deep breath. “Give me time to think,Dylan. This is so sudden,” I said, standing up and taking my empty cup with me as I walked back to mybedroom. Just before I entered the door, I saw Anya smiling sadly at me. She didn‘t have to tell me, orshe may deny it, but I knew she would not stick with Dylan if she didn‘t like him.