Archangel Gabriel was now trying to get rid of the scar but even his miracles weren't working.
Eden was finally left alone. Her parents were downstairs, probably making a fresh batch of broth and Gabriel was probably helping.
Eden sat up slowly and painfully, her arm, now fully healed, but now in a sling, felt as heavy as her wings. It was probably because she was still weak…
Eden scooted to the bedside table and grabbed the medical tape, scissors and gauze and got to work….
Crowley and Aziraphale returned upstairs and found Eden sitting on the side of the bed, her arm out of the sling and half of her face covered with a bandage.
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Bad Omens: The Scar (Short Story)
NovellaNo matter how many times they try, the ineffable husband's can't miracle away the scar on their daughter's cheek.
