.... pov
Cute as a button, pretty as the cherry blossoms of mid-summer but with a side of darkness, were his type. What's more, she shared the same face as the love of his life. She shared the same looks as his Susana, however, there was something sinister about her. For starters, she had the cold eyes of a predator who'd cornered her prey. Then there was the superhuman strength and were those wings? Black wings for that matter, which only meant, she was a bloody demon! Great, everything in purgatory was made to his liking; . Who knew death had such a liking to humour? Losing his lover, he'd never anticipated coming to limbo and finding not one, but two of her whom, one he'd saved while the other was trying to annihilate him.
