IRENE
I had been sitting outside the hotel for at least an hour now, my eyes on the door to the room he was in.
I had planned to march right up to the door and knock, but once I had arrived, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
A demon with a sudden burst of nervous anxiety, what a strange combination.
I blamed it on the pregnancy hormones.
I was suddenly so overwhelmed at the thought of seeing Crowley that I just couldn't get my feet to move an inch.
I chastised myself, annoyed.
I had wanted to see him and to speak to him, and now that I was here, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Why?
Because of pride.
I felt extremely silly, questioning myself at every possibility.
Making up every single scenario where he wouldn't want to see me, knowing of my pregnancy I figured it was a possib
