Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 31 – The Angel in Heaven Avenue (Sky‘s POV)

Elenita raised her eyebrows when I entered the kitchen, not expecting me to come since she had just

brought the coffee I requested from her.

“Maybe just a little sugar?” I told her, pushing the cup of coffee to her.

She scoffed at me, taking the cup and tasting the coffee. “How would I know what Angela added in that

coffee?” She sighed as she rose to her feet, taking another cup to prepare my coffee. “When I taught her

how to make your coffee, she did the same way I did. Maybe, you‘re looking for her, not the coffee, Sky.”

“I‘m not sure about that,” I massaged my nape, feeling tired after a week of Dad‘s absence at work. I was

hoping he would ask me about her and why there was no need to sign the divorce papers, but he didn‘t.

When I told her she ran away from me, he only guffawed as if he found humor in what I had said.

“Elenita?” An adorable face of my sister peeked into the kitchen. She was already in her pajamas but

seemed not ready to sleep. She walked in my direction and raised her arms when she saw me. I

carried her and had her sit on the kitchen island.

“Why are you still awake?” Elenita asked, sighing. “Don’t tell me you also hope Angela would do

something for you.” She twitched her lips, only now that I noticed she was holding a white feather and

her small bag of colors. My forehead creased, trying to remember where I saw the feather she was

twisting in her fingers.

“Uh–huh! She did not return my red color pen,” Her lips pouting as she told Elenita.

She nodded. “We really need to report her to the police.”

I bet Olivia and I had the same reaction, raising our eyebrows and looking at Elenita with a question on

our faces as we thought about what else was missing in the house.

“What else is missing?” My heart was pounding, not wanting to think she took something from the house

without telling me.

“Your red color pen and that procedure in making the coffee of your liking,” She narrowed her eyes. “And

my slippers. She had plenty of expensive shoes, yet she took my slippers when leaving the house.”

“Then, let‘s get it from her,” Olivia’s eyes sparkled with her bright idea. Elenita scoffed. “Easier said than

done, dear,” she said, glancing at me. “Even your powerful brother can‘t find her.” I sneered at her while

brewing my own coffee. “I’m not looking for her.” “Ah!” She nodded, smirking at me before turning to

Olivia. “Why are you playing with that feather? I‘ve been looking for that for days. I almost included that

in the reported missing items in the house.”

I smiled when Olivia giggled as she gave the feather to her.

“I found this in Angela’s hair the first time I saw her,” she smiled and leaned her head to Elenita. “I really

thought she was an angel. She was sooooo beautiful,” she whispered.

“Beautiful,” I uttered scornfully in a low voice, hoping my little sister would not hear it, but she did.

“She is beautiful, Sky. Right, Elenita?” she said as she glanced at her and then at me. “I bet you‘re mad

at her because you didn‘t win. Maybe you couldn‘t guess the constenlation... conte. ...” She looked at the

ceiling, thinking of the right word, and then she smiled, “constellation!” she beamed.

“What about it?” I asked, sitting back to face her, curious about the game, not the constellation.

“Angela said that you and she were guessing constellations in her face. We have to draw lots of dots on

her face. Lots and lots of it so that you won‘t guess it.” She giggled, looking cute as she covered her

mouth with her hands.

“How does she look again?” Suddenly curious, I was right the first night we were together and that I did

not imagine things. I was really with a beautiful, bubbly, and sassy young woman that night. Instead of

answering me, she only blinked her eyes at me and then turned her head to Frank, entering the kitchen.

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“Good evening,” he greeted us before walking toward the refrigerator. I watched him take a bottle of

water before approaching us. “Any news about her whereabouts?” I asked him. Elenita laughed

scornfully, facing me. “I thought you were not looking for her.” She turned to Frank. “Any news about her

whereabouts?” she asked, repeating what I said.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I think she was right. She lived in heaven.”

Olivia‘s eyes widened, and her mouth gaped open upon hearing the news from Frank, like telling me, ‘I

told you so!‘ I glared at him. “Don‘t be funny. What did the taxi driver tell you?”

“He said that he dropped her at Heaven Avenue,” He answered, suppressing a peal of laughter when he

saw me controlling my anger.

“Woah! I told you she‘s an angel,” Olivia blinked, overwhelmed with the news of where Angela lived.

I rolled my eyes at her. “Have you scanned the place? She could be living near the area.” I was hopeful

Frank would give me a good answer or something where I could start to find her. “I did. Interestingly, the

area has shrines, temples, and churches. No wonder they call it Heaven Avenue,” he grinned as he

shared the information, but when I glowered at him, he cleared his throat and continued, “A nursing

home, some small shops, but no residential

area.”

He placed the brown envelope on the table.

“Luckily, there was a CCTV in the area where he dropped her. I‘ll talk to Ferdi and see what he can do

about it.”

“Why are you still looking for her, Sky?” Elenita asked, walking to Olivia‘s side. She carried her in her

arms, probably taking her back to her bedroom. “She stole something from you. Am I correct?”

I did not answer her question. Instead, I took the envelope and walked to my bedroom, forgetting about

the coffee I brewed. I sat on the edge of my bed and looked at the envelope. I could feel my heart

pounding hard inside my chest and my hands trembling as I slowly took the pictures from the envelope.

There was only one CCTV in the area, only in the place where she asked the taxi driver to stop. I

breathed out in dismay when the quality of the pictures was not good. The last picture focused on her

face when she looked up, facing the camera. My heart skipped a beat, seeing her face. Olivia was right.

Angela is an angel. I was not dreaming that night, and I was sure now she did not bewitch me into

thinking I was with a beautiful woman.

I must find Angela with no last name because of two things she has stolen from me.

My heart.

My life.