CHAPTER TEN : Choose Her and Watch Her Burn
They met again—beneath the half-lit sky, where the wind carried whispers and the city forgot their names.
Daniel couldn’t stay away.
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Even after the pain.
Because love doesn’t listen to logic.
And neither did he.
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Eyes glowing faintly—like dying stars.
“I told you not to come,” she said, barely louder than the wind.
Daniel took a step closer.
“And I never listen.”
“This isn’t a story that ends well.”
“Then let’s rewrite it.”
She laughed—a bitter, broken sound.
But before she could stop him, Daniel kissed her.
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Not safe.
But desperate.
A kiss meant for ruining.
And the world responded.
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Flames curled up her spine.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS3QquKKWlC
The mark on her ribs split open, bleeding gold.
Daniel tried to pull back—
But she clung to him.
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Lips trembling.
“You’re killing me,” she whispered.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNhm8DWkW1S
“And I’d still choose you.”
The sky broke open.
And Azrael fell with it.
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His face—grief.
“ENOUGH!” he roared, landing between them like a thunderclap.
“Touch her again, and she dies.”
Daniel stood his ground, shaking, lips still stained with her fire.
“Then tell me how to save her.”
Azrael’s gaze pierced him.
“You can’t. There is only one way.”
Lilith stiffened.
“Don’t you dare—”
But Azrael’s voice was final:
“Forget her. Let her go. Erase every piece of her from your heart.”
Daniel turned to Lilith.
Tears. Silence. Scars.
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She never would.
But her eyes—oh God, her eyes—they screamed.
“Choose me,” they said. “Even if it kills me.”
And Daniel?
He made a new promise.
“If I forget her... then I am not me.”
And as he pulled her close again—despite Azrael’s warning, despite the pain—
The mark on her skin flared…
And so did her wings.
Not burning.
Not dying.
But changing.
He broke the rules.
And rewrote the curse.
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