I followed Eden out the door with death on my heels. It was weird, hearing the horseman in my head from the moment he walked through the door. He was worse than me when it came to babbling to himself in his mind. At least now I knew where I got it from though. It didn’t make the knowledge of a horseman being my father any easier though. For twenty-six years of my life, I was human. An ordinary everyday human. Nothing special about me. Now all of a sudden, I was what? An angel? A daughter of a horseman of the apocalypse? How does that even work? What does that make me?
Hugging death, I have to admit was probably not the smartest decision I have ever made. But he just seemed so lonely. So sad. To not ever be allowed to touch anyone, be comforted by anyone? Even I, who wanted to spend my lif
