Amelia’s POV
My mouth was still open and I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that Castriel had made his first killing at the age of ten. It just seemed too tough with the punishment and getting locked up too.
Pain had changed him and the one person he looked up to that could have taught or shown him what real love was happened to be the same person physically abusing him.
“I want to be everything for you, pebbles, I just don’t know how to.” Castriel paused, pulling away from my embrace to return his head to my lap.
He looked like a very vulnerable man and even though I still didn’t think we had a relationship, I couldn’t help but think that our ‘relationship’ was moving forward.
He had confessed to me that he has nightmares and now that we’re talking about him, I’m beginning
