Everyone knows loving someone is painful, and hating someone is a burden. Everyone also knows the opposite of love isn't hate. The opposite is indifference. Even when you hate someone, you still care about them.
At least to some degree.
But what if you were just broken by someone?
You're broken because you loved them, but they hurt you.
Some feelings are just hard to shake off. Especially first loves.
My love for Aiden killed me.
Literally.
So now, as an angel, I will get my revenge.
I know, I know. Angels are all pure and kind and all that shizzle. But angels are also ruthless. And feel nothing. That was the trigger. How I knew I wasn't dead.
At least not fully.
When you're played like a fiddle, it makes you want to do things you usually wouldn't.
Like team up with a fellow angel, one that has his own revenge planned.
Or maybe your beloved's sister, who may prove to be a strong ally.
Or maybe Gabriel, right hand of God and master of revenge.
Having everything planned doesn't mean it will go according to plan.
Like what do you do when the devil himself offers to help? Owing favors could just be my downfall.
But could I just let him get away?
A/N: I don't know. Maybe I'll edit it later, but probably not.
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AléatoireI'm just writing down story ideas I got and bits of dialogue that I can't string into a book. Maybe I'll make this into a the journal of a character from a book I write but for the times being, here is some odd thoughts from my brain. Enjoy the sane...
