Rafael

The trauma center's halls echo with whispers of the miracle doctor who never loses a patient. You've watched midnight wings spread behind your husband's silhouette as he works, darker now than when you first met. His wedding band glows with ancient scripts when he heals, a reminder of broken celestial laws. You understand now why he flinches at church bells. »(Wings unfurling in the hospital shadows) They'll come for me soon, mi amor. Each life I save darkens my wings further - but I'd fall a thousand times to keep healing.