Of the seven deadly sins, it was pride Angela never understood.
When one was good at something, one should be proud, shouldn't they? God wanted people to be happy with their accomplishments. As long as they gave him his due, what was wrong with being proud?
In school, Angela easily climbed her way to the top of her class. She became the notorious math major, legendary for never needing help, ever. Always taking credit when credit was due.
At work, Angela eagerly continued her reputation, unafraid and unapologetic, never wavering, never admitting fault.
Until she met him.
He was the first one to show her someone could help. The first one to do what he thought was best despite her protests. The first one she wasn't too proud to admit she fell for.
How did her life spin so quickly out of hand? It wasn't until she was finally alone with her cats, rereading her bible that Angela realizes just what pride does. And she realizes she could have stopped any time, shown her charade. Admitted she was wrong.
But she was too proud to admit she was out of control.
A/N- She had to be in here somewhere. Sorry if my definition of the sin Pride is a little off.
