His Halo is a Lie

scared. It is strange that a tinge of excitement courses throu

mp. He is seated on my couch, sipping from a wine glass that hasn't seen the light of da

that

cupboards. However, I must say tha

." I admit that it took me a few minutes to realize how strange this situation is,

him. I don't know him, but he looks so familia

s talking about the weather, like he isn't a stranger sitting on my goddamn couch.

one leg over the other. In that minute, i

s waiting room. He is Saint Lachlan, the greatest sponsor we hav

Stories that make me take a s

r with a bullet wound and let him sleep in your bed all through the night, and next, y

ey eyes staring straight into mine like he can see through

hing to say. My tongue has curled in on itself, and I

aint towers over me easily, the casualness gone from his face, leavi

int

and he steps even closer to me. My eyes flutter closed as I feel his warm breath caressi

me when I'm t

can't look into his. I fi

d to ensure that you don't tell a soul

only one friend, and she doesn't care about this stuff. No one visits m

Maya, an

en the thought of imminent death hits. I know how easy it is

Maya. Although that will always be an

y from me and is now watching me wi

on't k

bit more financial stability." He

ears now, and this is the first time anyone has broken into my house. I need

ho shot at me knew I came into one of the buildings in the area. Can you gues

s to those who cros

d me, and they won't mind killing every single person in the area just to get to me. But it will be worse for y

those words. The image of my brother, his eyes wide open, lifeless, with a pool of blood s

hey shoot at you?" I whisper, unable

e of your bu

y home, and not even some sleazy bastards can chase me

my bedroom. In a split second, Saint grabs my hand and pulls me