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Darius wasn’t vicious enough to date a girl like Reagan. There was one thing she would never, ever do: pick a fight with him.
“Curse breaker,” Cahal said, clasping his hands in front of him. “The very magic that allows you to stay down here will make it harder for you to create down here. That is the magic that has allowed you to gain admittance to carefully constructed worlds and then, well, ruin them. You are the true demolisher, for not even the land of angels would hold up to the Underworld magic you wield.”
“Shadow visually softens all,” he replied. “But it is only an illusion. The sun will re-emerge and show the sharp edges.”
Tomorrow, Lucifer will realize what I have, and your hopes of escaping will dwindle. The battle for your soul will start tomorrow.”
“Within destruction, there is always an opportunity for a masterpiece.”
I let the tears fall, and a moment dragged a bagful of minutes behind it.
“Your grief touches me. It gives me hope. It gives you protection. As long as you have this grief, you will remember where you came from and who you are. It will save your life in the end.”
“Home calls to me too. This place is just a nice vacation.”
Vulnerabilities aren’t something to be afraid of. They make us stronger, in the end. You cannot really hate unless you know how to love. You will never know your true strength unless you give in to your greatest weaknesses.
