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His words still ring in my mind.
“Are you an angel or a demon?”
It was a nice day for sitting under a tree and I did just that, enjoying the soft breeze and sun on my face when I saw the shadow of a man. He simply smiled at me before grabbing my shirt and pulling me upright. I didn’t even get a word in; his body was hot against mine. I didn’t know his name. I lay on the grass with the man who just made love to me. I had never heard him speak; until he said one thing: “Are you an angel or a demon?” That was the end; he left me there under the tree. Now under this tree are the memories of the man who took everything from me. In just an hour, everything I thought I knew was gone. He opened the gate and pushed me through, closing it behind me. Now under this tree I make a vow to hunt him down and make him mine. Under this tree, I start my quest for the man who asked if I was an angel or a demon.