52 - The horns are ticklish

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“Well, I never could have imagined a demon asking me for forgiveness.” I whispered as if almost talking to myself. “I know it’s selfish of me… I did so many things, which weren’t fair to you, they were dangerous for you. I have no idea how I could have done that. I truly apologize from the bottom of my heart.” I wanted to sarcastically ask if he actually had one, a heart. But I was treading on thin ice. My heart was throbbing with every word he said. My chest was squeezed knowing I was in danger and yet I didn’t want to leave his presence. Somehow I knew he was going to take care of me even though the way he tried so far turned out to be quite clumsy and not well-organized. I wanted to believe from deep inside of me that he would do better. He was always so nurturing and attentive to me t

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