Sinners Atone by Somme Sketcher

I was bleeding out and halfway to Hell when God sent me an angel.

He had no business sending her to a man like me.

She was sunshine wrapped in pink glitter - soft where I was jagged, and gentle enough to hurt.

Under the sick glow of a streetlamp, I was delirious enough to tell her she was beautiful.

And when she smiled and asked me to say it again, I almost believed I could be saved.

But then she asked me something else.

Something that stole the air from my lungs.
“Can you keep a secret?”

Turns out, even angels have sins. And this one should’ve left me to die before my world destroyed us both.