[WLW] "Hell is knowing you. Hell is loving you. Mahal kita sa paraang parang marahan akong nilalamon ng apoy ng impyerno." In a world that teaches Eves to pray for salvation, Charlie Vivienne prays at the altar of Heia Rhiannon. Kasalanan ba talaga ang sambahin ang demonyo? It began with an eviction notice. A tenant who runs back into a burning building. A landlady in stilettos who, impossibly, follows her in. When the alarms wail, and the halls turn to hell, hate gets... confusing. Why does the hand that wants to evict you become the one that digs its nails into your arm to stop you from burning alive? From the ashes rose something neither of them could name, a fascination too violent to be holy, a devotion too tender to be sane. And if burning in hell with the Devil feels more heavenly than salvation itself, what choice does foolish Eve have? Forget the apple. This forbidden fruit is a woman. WARNING: THIS STORY DEALS WITH PSYCHOLOGICALLY COMPLEX AND FLAWED CHARACTERS. DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK IS NOT BASED ON RELIGION BUT USES SOME OF ITS CONTENT FOR IMAGERY. IF YOU FIND THAT BLASPHEMOUS, KINDLY DROP THE BOOK.

[WLW] "Ang ganda-ganda ng langit ngayon. Klarong-klaro ang mga bituin. Ang sarap dumagdag ng isa." Ang tawag nila sa'kin, "Caroline". Na para bang hindi nila naamoy ang bulok na umaalingasaw sa pangalan na 'yon. Hindi ako si Caroline. Patay na si Caroline. Ang buong pangalan ko ay Maurine Celestine Candelaria. Mahaba, oo. Mas mahal ipaukit sa lapida. Ngayon, namumuhay ako bilang si Caroline. Ang namayapa kong kambal. Hindi dahil sa kagustuhan ko, kundi dahil hindi matanggap ng pamilya ko na wala na ang pinaka-paborito nila sa aming dalawa. I became her ghost to keep my mother sane. Ako ngayon si Caroline, dahil mas gugustuhin kong mabura, kesa mag-alaga ng baliw na ina. "Celestine." Until she whispered my name. Ang babaeng bumigkas ng pangalan ko sa unang beses sa loob ng tatlong taon. Pangalan na halos nakalimutan ko na rin. Ang pakilala niya sa'kin, siya daw si Romance. "Romance, as in, the death of." Dapat doon pa lang pala, nalaman ko na. Na hindi lahat ng nabubuhay, humihinga. At hindi lahat ng namamatay, naililibing. Dapat pala sumama na ako nang tinanong niyang, "Will you wilt with me?"