Simon POV
She moved ever so slightly. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she smiled. She jumped up and hugged me as tightly as she could. I buried my face in her soft dark hair.
"You're alive! I love you. I love you. I love you."
I let go of her reluctantly, asking her, "What are you saying, Angel?"
"I saw an illusion of you trying to commit suicide and I was trying to stop you. You wouldn't listen because I didn't listen when you tried to reason with me. I was so scared. I'm so sorry, Simon. I love you."
I stroked her hair. "I love you too, Angel."
"Awwwww," my siblings said.
"What are you guys still doing here?!" I shouted angrily.
Angel giggled. "Simon!"
"Sorry."
Angel kissed me on the cheek and smiled triumphantly. " How about a happy breakfast?"
"Finally! I'm starving!" Sebastian exclaimed.
I helped Angel up and led her to the dining room.
"Angel! Thank The Lord you're alright!" Mama said, hugging her.
"Welcome back, Angel."
"If you don't mind me asking, what made you realize to stay?" Mama asked.
"In a word, love. I love Simon."
"I love you too, Angel."
