My heart has been ripped from my chest. God, my father, is dead.

And this world I'd once cherished burns at my feet. Even the most faithful angels can fall.

​I should have known better. I should have paid more attention.

You would think that after living for so long I would have seen the signs. Seen the signs that my world was about to crash down around me.

Did I confuse lust for love? Was I so blinded by my own desires that I thought what I'd found was worth giving up everything for? The answers to those questions were staring me in the face. One strike and the rose-colored glass shattered.

My world forever turned into a darkness of my own creation. No longer shrouded in the light of my father's once gracious kingdom.

Now, all I could do was sit here while this world burned at my feet. There would never be a heaven for me, but I was content here with the fires of hell warming my skin.

They would never see me as weak again. ​Triggers include mentions of death, murder, gore, blood, domestic violence, physical and mental abuse, pregnancy.

miscarriage, struggles with mental health, cheating (not between main characters), prejudice between angels-fallen angels-demons-humans, and sacrilegious content. .