Fin

<p style="text-align: center"><strong><mark data-color="#671c1c" style="background-color: #671c1c; color: inherit">𝓒𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓘 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭 17|𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓶…| You’re an arch angel and he’s a lowly incubus, She was glory and he was filth. This is your fall, and he's there every step of the way.</mark></strong></p>