She had a side, so dark and cold, even ten thousand fires wouldn't be able to warm it, but perhaps he could.
"You knew! You knew that he was soulmate and you made me his guardian angel anyway! Why?" she shouted in Lucifer's face, tears beginning to well in his eyes.
His sad, cold eyes met hers, "I'm the devil sweetheart, it's my job to make people feel pain, even my dark angels,"
She was a dark angel, an angel from Satan himself. Yet she was chosen to look after this seemingly perfect man. She first saw him at a church of all places and when she felt the butterflies in her stomach when they made eye contact, it was the first time she had felt excited in a very long time.