As hard as she tried, Lovina could not get the image of Antonio and Marianne out of her head. He may get on her nerves, but something about seeing him with another girl just seemed to infuriate her.

"How could this have happened?!" she said to no one in particular.

"You wished for it" came a soft voice with a distinctive British accent.

Lovina looked around to see who had said that. It was an angel. He had blonde hair, green eyes, and rather large eyebrows.

"What do you mean I "wished for it?" " she asked.

"You said, and I quote, "I wish I had never met you" replied the angel.

"But I…I didn't…" Lovina sputtered "ugh…just bring him back, you stupid angel!"

The angel crossed his arms at this.

"I don't believe it's very nice to call an angel stupid" he said, sounding a bit offended, "Besides, why should I bring him back?"

"Because…"she started, having difficulty finding the right words, "Because I miss him, all right?! He may be an infuriating b******, but I still care about him."

At these words, something…extraordinary happened. The angel disappeared, the room seemed to go completely dark except for a swirl of light and colour that flashed before Lovina's eyes. She looked around after a minute to notice that she was standing in the kitchen of her apartment and someone was sitting at the counter. That tan skin…the deep green eyes…the dark hair…

Antonio was back.