Nora
“f**k you,” she spat at him.
His face made her want to light people on fire.
The blue hues under his ghost-like skin were just the beginning. Under his white cloak, his eyes were consumed by the dark circles around them. His face looked like it may have been neautiful at one time, but the evil inside him turned the man into something lacking… everything.
And then she realized what he truly was. Azrael was no demon.
“You’re an angel?”
He upheld that smarmy grin on his face. “Weren’t expecting that, now, were you?”
She just needed to stop expecting things at this point. Keep an open mind because these people were all about the mind fuckery. Possibly, they invented that s**t. “I’m going to kill you. Then, I’ll find a way to bring you back, and kill you a-f****
