Ever since I had stumbled in through the gates, the angels had all been looking at me sideways. They had taken Star and I, splitting us up. They locked me up, caged me, though I hadn't as much as looked at them the wrong way. They had labeled me. To them, I am a demon, just like all the others. I haven't seen Star in so long, I'm starting to get worried sick. Every time she spots me, she turns back and tries to avoid me, though I don't know why. Everytime I see her familiar eyes as she goes by, all I see now is fear - fear that the angels had instilled in her about my kind, reminding me of who I am. Sometimes when I see her, I want to grab her by her hand and pull her in close and tell her how much she means to me. The only problem is, I'm not sure if what I'm feeling is true and real. Maybe they aren't feelings at all. It's up to me to find out before I lose her forever. Is this really true love? (THIS IS A SEQUEL BOOK TO MY ORIGINAL, PAINTED LIES AND DEMON EYES BOOK)