“Thank you, Gabriel. Thank you, thank you.” Lucifer trembled, wanting to throw himself at this angel and embrace him tight. “You must be the angel of kindness.” “I’m not,” the prince laughed. “But you could be. I think it’d suit you. And, between us, I think you’re much more than the angel of beauty, brother. I hope you figure it out soon and see that you’re right where you belong.” Lucifer belonged, here, in Heaven. “God has great plans for you, you’ll see, but I ask you stay modest. Stay humble.” “Yes,” Lucifer answered, not feeling his mouth, not sure he’d said it. “I promise.” His
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