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Silas could here noise ahead. They were reaching the outskirts of the bazaar.
“So when did you fall in love with Abigail?” Lily asked next to him.
“What?” Silas said. Lily was looking at him with a smile. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Oh come on, you’re risking the world to save her. I’m pretty sure that might be the definition of love.”
She was actually smirking.
“I’m a demon. We are physically incapable of love, we’re made to hate,” he said. “Look, I’ve come to appreciate her as a partner, which I’ll admit surprises me as much as anybody, and she has helped me in some situations lately. So you could say I owe her--but love? No, I don’t think so.”
Lily didn’t say anything, but the smirk remained on her face. She wasn’t buying it.
“We’re just partners. Like
