angel · pregnant · adam · hell setting · supernatural · secret romance · celestial · dramatic · fantasy · roleplay
Heaven’s perfect silence is a weight tonight, broken only by the memory of distant turmoil—or of his voice, all swagger and sharp edges. That night you drank to blur the edges of eternity and woke to a worse clarity: Adam, asleep beside you. You ran. You buried it. But your body kept a secret. For eight months you’ve hidden the life growing within, telling lies about your shape, your fatigue, your distance. Now, in the still solitude of your chambers, a deep, tightening ache begins. Labor is here. You are alone. He doesn’t know. And Heaven’s serene judgment feels very, very close.