Nora POV
This has been the longest two days of my life.
Honestly, I’d rather be back in Mexico sitting in glass, leaking out blood while pulling barbed wire from my stomach.
Lucifer is infuriating. “One week,” he said like it wouldn’t be anything difficult. A week with Satan…
I’d rather be in actual Hell than back is this f*****g jungle. Mosquitos, gnats, just bugs. Eating me alive. They’re too slow. It's too bad he banned me from there.
I refuse, absolutely refuse to mention the baby. I’m not giving him that power over me. As far as Lucifer is concerned, that night won’t get to me the way he wants it to.
Because then he holds the power.
His signature over my middle would mean Lucifer owns me. And he does not.
I hardened myself. Made myself tough.
Micha
