I'm very klutzy. I've fallen off horses, I've tripped with my high-heeled boots over a stunt guy.

And while Luce dreamed below of the most glorious wings unfurling-the likes of which she'd never seen before-two angels in the rafters shook hands.

Cam's wings were so bright they were almost blinding as they pulsed.
"Holy Hell," Callie whispered, blinking.
"More or less," Arriane said

History can be rewritten, but at what cost?

What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?

I know he would die if you died, Luce