Ella's POV

The beauty of the angel shocked me. Despite the scars on her body—which I was curious to know how she had gotten—she still looked ravishing.

I felt pity for her and moved forward. "Good evening." I smiled as I greeted her.

She hissed and turned away from me. I wasn't surprised and didn't blame her. If I was locked up in a land that wasn't home, I would also hate everyone.

I wasn't going to give up on her though. I had a task and this tray with me ...