The Girl Who Made The Devil Weak

Her

"You should have let me die."

He was taken aback by this.

Let her die? Why would I do that?

"Why on Earth should I have let you die on that pavement? You're saying that I should have left one of the most pure and beautiful beings on Earth to bleed out on the concrete?"

She scoffed at his answer, sniffling, "You act like I'm some angel."

"Listen, death is horrible. You do not deserve death. You have done nothing. You are still pure at heart and your kindness inspires many, even if you cannot see it."

He reached up and wiped a tear from her cheek, then grasping her chin gently to pull her gaze to his.

"You are still beautiful, Hanna. You are an angel to this world."

With one look into his eyes, she burst into tears once again, throwing her arms around his neck and burying her face into his shoulder.

His eyes held nothing but sincerity and adoration. All for her.

"I do not want to hear you utter those words ever again, alright?" He mumbled into her hair as she wept, getting a small nod in response.

He held her securely in his arms, thinking to himself.

My soulmate wants to die. She feels worthless, unwanted, broken. How can I fix this?

As her cries began to quiet down, he pet her hair gently. A sudden yawn passed her lips, causing him to lay a hand upon her cheek.

"Hanna, darling, you should rest. I will watch over you as you sleep."

Silently, she fell under sleep's hold using him as her pillow.

Once he was sure that she was sound asleep, he lifted her carefully and they both disappeared into the shadows.

~~

Seconds later, they arrived in a dark room. In the middle of it was a large bed, silk sheets of black and gold lay upon it. He placed her underneath the sheets on one side and laid on the other side, lying on top of the covers.

He placed his hand upon her face, looking over the wounds once again. They were almost healed; some would scar, others wouldn't.

Closing his eyes, he muttered a few words in Latin, feeling power surge through his fingertips. The cuts and bruises slowly faded from her skin until there was no trace of them being there in the first place.

She's so beautiful. The fates chose perfectly.

I hope she feels the same.

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