Prologue
"Hannah, I had no idea. You have to believe me! You know I would never ever do anything to hurt you. Please don't shy away from me. Hannah, I'm sorry." I couldn't breathe. It felt as if all four walls had closed in without warning. I looked at Liam's face, strong and soldier like, and I couldn't believe he was standing in front of me. I hadn't yet questioned all of this, and that alone was the most ignorant thing I had done. He stood, with his arms stretched out toward me in a cautious manner, and as he began to move toward me, I backed away.
"Don't touch me, Liam! I'm not ready to die. Just go away, and I won't die! You can't make me go anywhere with you." My voice broke at the end of my rant, and my legs began to feel like Jell-O. A sob broke loose from my lips, and my knees crumpled beneath me. Liam caught me before I hit the floor, and as he was taking me fully into his arms he lowered himself until he was cross-legged on the floor. It was then that I could hold it in any longer. I let myself cry and cry, until I couldn't anymore. Liam was patient and kind, caressing my hair and turning my face so he could kiss me on the fore-head. I didn't have the energy to push him away or yell. I had never felt more lassitude, so I just lay in his arms and cried. I felt that it was appropriate. I had every right to cry as much as I wanted.
Once I had just a slight moment to collect my thoughts, it all clicked into place... Like a jig-saw that took me months and months to figure out. Liam was not my guardian angel. He was my death angel.
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Death Angel
RomanceHave you ever loved someone so much that you were convinced even death couldn't tear you apart? Have you ever been so in sync with someone that you were positive that you could just feel when they were near? When Liam, Hannah's best friend and boyfr...
