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Halo of hope is a poignant novel that follows Gabriel, an angelic boy wrestling with his own inner demons and a belief that love is beyond his reach. Coping with depression through smoking, he encounters Emily, a vivacious girl who gradually helps him see life's vibrant colors. Their unexpected friendship evolves into a powerful love, guiding Gabriel from shadows of despair to a life filled with new emotions and the enduring strength of family."

Chapter 1 A Lonely Existence

The boy named Gabriel sat alone on the park bench, his gaze fixed on the cigarette between his fingers. Wisps of smoke rose and dissipated into the evening air, a reflection of his fleeting thoughts. With a heavy sigh, he took another drag, letting the bitter taste fill his mouth. It was a taste he had grown accustomed to, a companion in his moments of solitude. Gabriel's appearance was ethereal with platinum blond hair that seemed to catch the sunlight like a halo. His blue eyes held a depth that spoke of a pain hidden behind them.

He was a contradiction-a beautiful soul cloaked in an air of melancholy. The park around him buzzed with life, children playing, couples strolling hand in hand, yet he felt detached from it all. In his seventeen years of existence, Gabriel has seen and felt more than most. He was not like other boys his age, and it wasn't just his otherworldly appearance that set him apart. He possessed an innate understanding of human emotions, a connection to the ebb and flow of feelings that seemed to whisper to him in everyday passing breeze.

Smoking had become his refuge, a way to numb the ache that had taken residence in his heart. He had tried to explain it once, to a friend who had asked why he couldn't quit. "It's like a piece of darkness that I can hold in my hand," he had said.

"A tangible representation of what I feel inside." The truth was, Gabriel battled his own demons. He had grown up in a world that often misunderstood him, an angelic presence caught in the throes of human emotions. His sensitivity had been a gift, allowing him to perceive the intricacies of human experience, but it had also been a curse. The weight of the world's pain pressed upon him, leaving him suffocated by emotions he could barely comprehend. As he watched a group of friends laughing nearby, a bitter smile tugged at his lips. Happiness felt like an elusive dream, a foreign language he struggled to speak. He had tried to be part of their world, to mold his existence into something resembling theirs, but the darkness within him refused to be ignored.

His fingers trembled slightly as he brought the cigarette to his lips once more. The smoke spiraled upward, carrying his worries with it. Each inhale was a momentary reprieve, a fleeting escape from the turmoil within. He had come to accept that perhaps this was his destiny-a solitary existence, marked by smoke and shadows.

And so, Gabriel remained on the park bench, a figure bathed in the fading light, wrestling with his own thoughts and the weight of his emotions. The world moved around him, but he felt trapped in a cycle of desolation, unable to find a way out. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the park, Gabriel's internal battle continued, a silent struggle that few could see or understand. The cigarette burned down to its filter , the ember pulsating like a heartbeat. With a final, contemplative drag, Gabriel stubbed it out against the bench. The small flame fizzled into darkness, much like the sparks of hope he had once harbored. He stood up, his lithe frame casting a long shadow on the ground. With a glance towards the darkening, he began to walk away from the park, his steps heavy with the weight of his thoughts. Despite the beauty surrounding him, the world remained complex and often painful place.

But within the depths of his melancholic eyes, a glimmer of something lingered a glimmer that hinted at the possibility of change, of journey yet to unfold. Gabriel was a boy who had yet to realize the extent of his own strength, a strength that would soon be tested in ways he could never have imagined.

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