23 | Light in Darkness

*Alberto’s POV*

Heaven.

Most would say that men like me will never make it there. And while that’s probably true, my definition of heaven is completely different. Heaven is a place of peace, where all of our past no longer matters. A devil like me has never found peace until my angel was born.

At first, I adored that little girl as her caregiver, her godfather, the man that swore to draw blood at the shed of a single tear on that perfect face of hers. But as the years progressed, and a woman stood before me, I was doomed to the obsession that took over my mind, body, and soul. And though I fought like hell to stay away, I soon realized that she was the peace my soul sought out. My heaven. The light to my darkness.

And when you reach heaven, you want nothing else. You hold on to the light for dear life. So when the light is extinguished, possibly ruined for eternity, the darkness becomes all consuming, suffocating to the point of death.

Death is the only way to find the light ag