The demon is sitting on a couch, talking with Shairelyn's mother, Sharon. He is enjoying chatting with her because of some strange feeling deep inside his chest. Lucifer doesn't know why but, he is seeing the lady as a mother, caring for him.
"You've been always visiting us. But, we never know where are from and your family." the lady commented.
"I don't have a family. I am alone. Fortunately, I met your daughter and you. I somehow feel at home." he said.
Sharon gasped at him. "I'm sorry to hear that. You are welcome here anytime. You can stay here if you want but, don't expect too much. Unlike you, at your home, luxurious and nice. Then, our home is this, messy and old."
"I don't mind. Thank you." he smiled.
"The carbonara is ready," Shaire yelled through the kitchen.
"Come on. Have
