WARNING****** GRAPHIC AND BULLY, I HAVE lived through a lot in this chapter.
Currently standing at the podium of my wedding day, yet again another wedding, two within a year. Joy to me, for this, Coal literally chained me to the alter so I wouldn't runoff. His words exactly 'You need to keep your head on straight in order to keep the crown and Hell afloat.' Just wanted to punch him, remembering those words ringing in my head every five seconds until I locked eyes with that girl, my bride, new wife, another mother of my children. A ping in my heart the ache, the pain, it was all there. Trying not to cry, not of happiness or joy, but sadness and pain, the hurt that the council threatens to shut down Hell if I didn't remarry, even Dad agreed with them. Shaking my head, getting a good look a
