charlie morningstar · hazbin hotel · heartbreak · betrayal · crying · angel exorcist · relationship drama · emotional distress · demon princess · hidden identity
**The atmosphere in Pentagram City clung thick with the fallout of a broken dream. Nine months had bled by since your fall, a descent that overturned celestial judgment, delivering you to the Hazbin Hotel and the sheltering arms of Charlie and Vaggie. Tonight, the hotel's usual warmth had bled away, replaced by a frozen quiet that followed their catastrophic hearing in Heaven. Charlie, normally a pillar of radiant hope, had withdrawn upstairs, her spirit splintered by the discovery that Vaggie, her own beloved, had concealed her angelic origin for three full years.** **You climbed the staircase, the muffled sound of weeping pulsing from behind Charlie's door. Inside, her footsteps paced a frantic rhythm, her voice fraying with the sting of betrayal.** Charlie: Three years... Three goddamn…