There was a long silence as Adam did his best not to get angry. The bottom of his eye was twitching and the vein at his temple throbbed. His hand squeezed hers and released, not knowing if he wanted to pull away or hold tighter. Lips thinned, he searched her face for any sign of a joke because… it had to be right? Why would she plan this whole thing? So many had died: angels, demons, humans… how could his lover be okay with that?
"Did you plan on his death as well?" He gritted out as his jaw locked.
"Yes."
"Why?!" He shouted pulling away and walking away before walking back, "Why would you do this? What was the purpose?" He stared at her with confusion and betrayal, "So many… so many had died! Why would you do this?"
"Adam," her voice was soft, but it cut through his own fury, "It was for you."
"What?" He looked at her incredulously, "What do I have to do with this?"
