Vorrei solo che fosse reale

God had a plan.

While She explained to the first angel who had ever lied to Her and the least demonic demon in all of Hell that, in the new universe, they would never have existed…

While those same eternal beings spoke of their love for humanity, sacrificing themselves to give them a real chance, She watched them and thought.

She would give them a chance too.

It would take millennia, entire ages, billions of years — but they would find each other again.

Without six thousand years of fear and misunderstanding.

And if their foolish, awkward, predictable love was real, they would know each other again. Unconsciously, perhaps — but somehow, their souls would remember.

That was what God was thinking while Aziraphale kissed Crowley, in his own way.

That was what She thought as that universe ran its course and that Book of Life finally closed for good.