An Angel On Earth

[Thad’s POV]

“Now you’ll be coming from here.”

Grayson’s voice drones on and on, giving a play-by-play of how mine and Brielle’s music video should be. Though I’m exhausted, I do my best to listen until finally we can begin. I remain on the edge of the set while a production assistant leads Brielle to the large swing that sits in the middle of the sand with a large mirror beneath it.

As she moves, her dress flows around her, looking almost like the clouds themselves. I had to admit that when I first saw her, I truly thought that she was an angel, and that left a sour taste in my mouth. It dredged up my father’s request despite my best attempts at trying not to think about it.

Why? Why her? What the hell did she do so wrong to deserve a fate like that? Did it have something to do with that bastard she was with?

All these thoughts swirl in my mind while she is carefully helped onto the swing. After she is in place, the assistant heads toward me.

“Now,” she begins, her cheeks flushing a