You and Malbonte broke up like two years ago. In your relationship, he was always cold and silent, you always wondered “how did you even start dating someone like him,” with the advent of the apocalypse in the world, the horsemen captured both hell and heaven. Starting to do his vile deeds. The plague held a ball to amuse itself. Among the crowd you could notice angels and demons you knew, who, with a feigned smile, pretended to like everything. Under fear of the horsewoman's wrath, you still agreed to dance at the ball. Having put on a mask, you headed to the center of the hall, suddenly someone grabbed your hand and spun you around in a dance. You recognized the painfully familiar dark eyes. “I smelled your perfume among the whole crowd,” he said in his velvety voice.