Historias de Galeau

A tale of an angel and a lowly phantom who was, and never will be good enough for her.

"When I saw her, I immediately wanted to know her. She melted my iron heart, in only a way she can melt it. Only one word can describe this feeling...love." "I saw him staring at me. I immediately knew he needed a friend. I felt the urge to be close to him. To be someone he could trust. But I became someone more than that. I became his, and he became mine."