Two years later….
Angela watched as they stopped to buy soft-swirl ice cream in a cup. Even from this distance she could hear Angie squeal with excitement when she saw what was coming. He plucked Angie from his shoulders and swung her around, placing her on the bench. Kneeling, he handed Angie a plastic spoon and held the cup low for her to scoop, but her jittery excitement meant no ice cream reached her waiting mouth. Laughing softly, he spooned over the ice cream, Angie growing impatient when he paused to watch a brightly coloured kite fly overhead.
Angela had been watching their Saturday outings for the last month. The destinations varied; they had been to the park twice, the mall, and today out to Santa Monica Pier. She knew she shouldn't take the risk of being seen but was unable to keep away. He had always filled her with feelings of excitement and lust, but now when she saw him she felt a mixture of longing and hatred.
He had used her. Used her for information and used her to gain entry to her brother. He had taken her love, her trust and her innocence and left her with nothing. Well Angela had the upper hand now and she would leave him, Chase Edmunds, with nothing.