Hope bloomed in my chest. “Really?” I knew I offended him when he pushed off his feet.
“It is not as if there is anything wrong with being a demon." He huffed.
"Pardon me if I am wrong but did you lot not fall from heaven or something like that?" I could not be wrong. Good people belonged in heaven so those that did not belong in it were bad. It did not take a genius to work out that logic.
"Yes, some of our fathers fell from grace but I like to think we do the necessary, whether it is good or bad. Most times, what is necessary is not pleasant." He shrugged. It sounded too much like something Mikhail would say.
I let go of the subject when his face contorted further.
My father fell. I just knew it. I always thought of him as a deadbeat but he was also a fallen angel. Either way, I
