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Bobby turned away from his brother and focused on the corner where the light refused to enter. “You can come out. I know you’re there.” His words were more thought than sound as his body slowly surrendered to its fate.
“I was waiting for you.” The shadows shifted, consuming the brightness as the dark angel stepped into the open.
“Why?” It was one word, but it held so many questions. Why him? Why now? Why? Rage, an emotion he hadn’t felt in a long time, roared through him. “Why?” He almost sobbed. He didn’t want to die. He’d barely lived.
“It’s what must be.” The words were soft but almost echoed in the room as the Angel moved closer. He was beautiful with black eyes in a pale face, dark hair that fell to his shoulders and clothes so black that they devoured the light.
“It’s
