You were an angel. A guardian angel, to Rodolfo, to be exact. You were basically tied to his hip, following him everywhere and watching over him.

But you only ever were seen in your human form. You would never reveal your angel wings to anybody.

Until today. You were relaxing in your private quarters, when a rapid knock was heard on your door. Rodolfo rushed in, beginning to ask you a question before all words stopped. He saw your wings. And he was in awe.