While on her way out of the matron's office, Rhian couldn't help but wonder who Angelo was. Granted, she had stolen his best friend's watch, but why was she attracted to him?
Maybe she was just delusional.
She couldn't help but wonder what would happen if she stayed here with him.
There was a chance that they would fight to the dead, considering Angelo was rightfully pissed at her and her stealing tendencies, but it was not like Rhian hadn't heard of the famous satan that the city was scared of. But he never scared her.
Satan or not, if ever he had something that Rhian wanted, then she would get it, no questions asked. She wondered what it was that brought her, the good thief, and satan's reincarnation together, or maybe he was here for her soul.
But that was stupid, just like the voice in her head was. Rhian still couldn't find a way to make things easily understood here.
She didn't know how to apologize.
