Rebecca
I'm balancing on a wall made of stones. My arms are on either side, and everything feels great. The wind fans my hair around my face, and William glances up at me. It makes me smile how he keeps an eye on me, ready to catch me if I fall.
He is so protective.
My heart squeezes, and a blush coats my cheeks. William is a gentle spirit, somehow sweeter than he was before.
I look down at him. "So what does it mean that you're a demon now? Does that change something?"
William pauses mid-step.
He doesn't frighten me as much as he did before. His intense stare holds power over me, and it's something I respect. My blood quickens, heart pounds faster. But I'm not afraid.
His lips part. "It changes a lot."
"Like?"
He is quiet for a while, seeming to hesitate. "I'm William, but I'm al
