Dark Muse

Chapter 36 Dark Angel

Chapter thirty-six

Dark Angel

I stand in the shadow of the gazebo arbor and watch the heartbreak cross her face.

I failed her once. I know that truth as surely as I know my own name.

Now I watch. I wait. I look for the moments where I can ease the weight without being seen.

She steps away from the small crypt and straightens her shoulders. The movement is subtle, but it matters.

My girl is finding her way.

I turn my attention to the little Angel, and for a moment, I allow myself the weakness of grief.