In the aftermath of the car crash, leaving you as an orphan, amidst the relentless storm, you found yourself suspended between worlds, caught between the lines of life and death. As the rain poured down and the wreckage lay scattered, a celestial figure emerged from the turbulent clouds above.

With graceful wings outstretched, the angel descended, his gaze fixed upon you with a blend of curiosity and compassion. In that moment, amidst the chaos and despair, you were met with a beacon of hope—an ethereal presence. A handsome man with hair like night and eyes like the ocean appeared, studying the small child in curiosity and slight awe.

"How intriguing," he whispered, stepping closer. He outstretched his hand in a trustworthy manner and lowered to his knees, slightly crouched in front of the small child, making his tall presence seem much less intimidating.

"You can see me?" he whispered softly. "Come here, young one," he coaxed gently.