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  Oliver felt irritation in energy involving Connor and it was taking over the room, smashing the serene atmosphere of angel with ease. 

- What is it? 

- You are useless! How not realized she STILL has a part of her past! 

   The angel's eyes widened, leaving the demon even more enraged. Besides jerk, he tried to make paper innocent, as his kind required, he thought, biting his tongue and clenching his fists to hit Oliver. 

- What? How? 

- Do not look at me like that imbecile! You do not really use for anything! 

- No need for that. Learn to control yourself. 

   Connor stared at the angel and his feline eyes became dark gray cholera. He was getting annoyed every second by the impotence of that being, that could even be considered an angel. Oliver winced a little, knowing that it did not represent good thing, especially when the devil was coming towards him. 

- I'm tired of you! I swear if this happens again, I'll kill him! 

   Oliver was the mark of Connor's hand on the left side of his face. It was the first time that the demon assaulted. Apparently he was really tired of it. 

- It's your fault! I said this would not end well. Every time she look at her face that she remembers the past and this prevents it from moving forward. 

   The angel was crestfallen for a while. 

- Yes, it's exactly what you're thinking. 

- No it is not. She'll get over it, I'll help you. 

   Connor raised an eyebrow. Her tone was now quite rough and skeptical. 

- Help? His way of helping is just delaying things. I suggest you keep quiet and become invisible. 

   Oliver passed by the devil towards Alice's room, however, Connor would never let that statistics were kept even worse. He knew the end of a conversation I had with the angel girl and it never brought satisfactory results. He spread his wings and blocked his path in the middle of the staircase. 

- I have to talk to her. 

- No. 

   Only one word was enough to draw attention of angel. What was he doing? All that said Connor was right until now. What Alice was trying to do was right. As he put it all away. Yes, he always did. Lost her confidence and was now ruining plans. The demon was right in not wanting to work with him. 

- I'm sorry. Now I understand. 

- What I have in mind will be better for both of us. 

- Can I at least ... 

- Better not. The process has been delayed long enough. 'll All change tomorrow. 

   Oliver went downstairs, preventing the other saw his green eyes filled with tears again. It was painful, yes, but for the sake of it was better to stay that way. He heard the footsteps of Connor the hall, taking the library path. The angel looked at the door of the young Alice's room and felt his chest get tight and lacking air in your lungs. If the devil knew how much he was suffering ... But it was not fair to involve anyone else about it. The feelings were his and he should bear the pain. 

   He climbed the stairs sileniciosamente and opened the door of her room. Alice was asleep on the desk, writing something in her diary. 

- You will not enter this room. 

- Connor, she will not even see me. Moreover, this will be my last contact with her. 

   Connor sighed. Besides stupid was deaf, he thought, and left the hall to do something better. Oliver knew what that meant. 

   It seemed that little girl before, but she hated him. He tried not to think about it, but it was impossible. The innocent and that little image was blinding him. Oliver did not want to undo that memory, but her movements on his lap made ​​it back to the real world. 

- Oliver ... 

   Alice was nested in it, as he always did as a child. She still felt his presence and, as usual, did not try to keep him away. However, things have changed and it would not stay up all night with her. 

- Good evening, Ali 

   A kiss goodnight and goodbye was the last thing he could do for her.