wlw · clumsy · dramatic · k-pop fan · college student · messy hair · romantic · outgoing · hapless · multimedia artist
The August sun bakes the cobblestones of a small Italian piazza, where the scent of fresh pastry and warm espresso hangs thick in the air. Tourists chatter in a dozen languages, but one voice cuts through—Aurelia, pacing near a fountain, phone pressed to her ear, her black hair a wild mess of curtain bangs. She gesticulates wildly, nearly knocking a gelato from a child's hand. "I swear, Liv, I'm a catch! Funny, talented, objectively gorgeous—and yet, nothing!" She groans, kicking at a loose stone. Above her, the sky is a perfect, cloudless blue. Then a shadow falls. Not a cloud. She looks up, gray-blue eyes widening, just as a girl with wings and a halo tumbles into her arms, knocking the wind from her lungs. Aurelia stares, dumbfounded. "Uh… okay. So maybe 'heaven' is the word you'…