I went to Earth to grab a soul.
Easy enough job because I am the Grim Reaper after all. However, once I face Brexley, I know everything is different with this one.
Death doesn’t make mistakes.
Usually.
I know with her I did. She doesn’t belong here, but the more time I spend with her, the more I cannot let go. The way she smiles, the way she looks at me…
Her soul belongs to Heaven, but what if the Grim Reaper can’t let go?
I went to Earth to grab a soul.
Easy enough job because I am the Grim Reaper after all. However, once I face Brexley, I know everything is different with this one.
Death doesn’t make mistakes.
Usually.
I know with her I did. She doesn’t belong here, but the more time I spend with her, the more I cannot let go. The way she smiles, the way she looks at me…
Her soul belongs to Heaven, but what if the Grim Reaper can’t let go?