"The devil is real. He is not a little short man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful, he can be everything you want. Because he is a fallen angel and he used to be God's favourite"
But she was good. Too good, for him. He was bad. To bad, for her. She craved for him to see the fire in her eyes and to play with it. He craved for her to see his good side covered by the darkness.
I guess opposites do attract.
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