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“I know Michael,” I admit, and her eyes widen.
“You do?”
I offer a tight-lipped smile.
“I always hoped that if I couldn’t be with you, God would see fit to keep the two of you together.”
Her happiness is misguided, because although we were together, we were still kept apart.
“I wasn’t allowed to know what became of you. You were both kept from me as my punishment.”
I nod, knowing that part too. “I was raised in Heaven. Michael and I did train together and fight alongside each other, but who he was to me was never disclosed,” I explain, and her face falls into despair.
“I’m not surprised. It would’ve been dangerous for the other angels to know what we’d done. What is he like?”
Camille’s strong façade drops and a childlike giddiness creeps in as she waits for me to tell her about her former lover. Unfortunately, I have very little to offer.
“He’s likely the same Michael you knew. Stoic. Fierce. A warrior, through and through. But we’ve had a sort of falling out as of late.”
Her smile falls. “You and I knew a very different Michael.”
My brow rises in question, and she sighs. “Come. Sit,” she says, taking a seat on a settee and patting the spot next to her. I take a tentative step. “I won’t bite, Victoria.”
Her teasing nature instantly puts me at ease. I take the seat next to her and inhale the lavender fragrance that wafts from her.
“Michael is—was—all of those things. A fierce warrior who was stoic in the presence of his peers. He was an archangel of the highest rank and he lived up to that.” Her head dips and pink stains her cheeks. I wonder what memories she’s recalling in this moment.
“With me, he was tender. Full of life. Funny even.” Her bright eyes shine as she remembers her time with him. “He tried very hard to please God, which is why it came as such a shock when the news broke of what we’d done.” She shakes her head, the light dimming from her eyes. “I’ve never seen God so angry. Of all his children, Michael was the one he never thought would stray from his vows.” She laughs somberly. “It couldn’t be helped, Victoria. The first time we went to Earth together, we fought against the feelings, knowing it was likely Earth’s pull.”
I know far too well about that pull. It’s exactly what I’d thought the first time I met Luke. That my longing for him was the human emotions sprung on me when I was on Earth to do my duties. Like hers, the pull didn’t lessen when I returned home.
If anything, a deep, soul-crushing ache filled me until I almost burst.
Camille takes a deep breath, raising her head so that we’re once again looking into each other’s eyes. “But things didn’t change when we got back to Heaven. My feelings for him remained when they shouldn’t have, and that’s when we knew. What we had transcended the eternal love of Heaven. It wasn’t supposed to, but it did. I loved him.”
My head bobs as tears fill my eyes.
“Victoria,” she says, raising her hand to my face and placing a piece of hair behind my ear. “What’s wrong?”
“I know that kind of love.”
Her eyes widen. “Oh? You’ve... fallen in love with an angel?”
“I fell from Heaven.”
She gasps. “You what? When?”
I place my hand over hers, hoping to calm her down. Her heart is racing; I can feel it through our touch.
“A human?” she whispers.
I shake my head back and forth very slowly. How does one tell their mother that they not only fell from Heaven, but they fell for the devil himself?
I opt to tell the long story, hoping by the end of it, she’ll understand.
“I was a legion general of virtue angels. While fulfilling my duties on Earth one night, I stumbled upon a man and woman in a cemetery. The woman was mortally wounded, and the man begged me to save her. She was newly widowed and pregnant. She’d been in the cemetery that night visiting her lost love’s grave when a herd of demons attacked.”
“The man was her lover’s ghost?” she asks, eyes squinted in confusion.
