Hell is probably in despair because Angel is rejoicing. I feel like I’m in heaven.

Hugh really did came home. Heck. Came home? I’m not even his home.

Sitting on the counter top, I’m quietly watching his back as he cooks out dinner for tonight.

He’s still on his infamous button down dress shirt that is folded until his elbow. The veins on his arms are visible and it adds more into his character. It was as if a warm hand held my heart as I watched him busy with his own world. ...