“You can’t close the world out.”
“You’ve got that right. How are you girls holding up?” Logan took a seat beside us. I ignored her, remaining reticent. It wasn’t easy running from the one being that I’d sacrificed everything for. I hated God for letting Azazel beguile me, I hated Azazel for leading me astray, but most of all I hated myself for being foolish enough to be ensnared by him.
“I know it’s hard, but you’ll adjust.” Shelia placed her hand on my shoulder. I stiffened and she retracted her hand.
“I know,” I said, trudging off. Morning would come quick, and tomorrow I’d return to survival mode.
* * *
“It’s been nearly twelve hours and Ramu is burning, the vagrants are demanding you step down and you seem to care more about losing that mutt than Lemuria,” Lovell said. Azazel slou
