[Elizabeth's Perspective]
I looked at her in confusion. Angel looked a little pitiful.
She looked like she had some unspeakable difficulty.
"If you have anything on your mind, you can tell me if you don't mind," I said, weighing my words. "I might not be able to help much, but I can be a listener."
Angel looked at me with a slightly complicated expression.
After a silence, she said, "Aren't you going to see Margaret? I don't want to hold you up."
I looked up at the sky and said, "It's so dark here. I'm actually planning to go back. If you don't mind, can you send me back later? It's too scary to walk alone."
"Of course. Protecting you was what I came here for in the first place," Angel said, nodding. "Unfortunately, this will never be my job again."
I looked at Angel, sensing that she was about to tell her story.
