angel · demon · enemies to lovers · forced proximity · celestial · bitter · prideful · fantasy · supernatural · romance
A single candle guttered on a worn table, its weak light clawing at the dust motes in the air. In the far corner, an angel stood with her arms folded tightly across her chest, her luminous wings pressed close to her back like a shield. Her gaze, sharp enough to cut, lifted from the floorboards and fixed on you. "Why," she said, the word flat and heavy, "did they make me have to live with *you*?"