Love that Kills
She extended her hand toward me, and before I knew it, I placed my hand on her forearms, feeling a cold but firm matter underneath the sleeve of her robe.
"This is so strange," I muttered, sitting by the kitchen table.
Estelle smiled faintly. "It was strange for me too, remember? I was living in the Mortal Realm, just like you did." She sighed and elegantly pulled the strands of her hair behind her ears. "I used to think I was an ordinary human. Well, not completely ordinary. I came from a respected family and was a wealthy maiden seeking a wealthy husband. When I saw Ashtar Malachious, I decided that we were perfect for each other." She observed my reaction, curving her lips into a smirk.
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