Persephone's POV.
It was a Thursday night, Damien and I had just got back from our little picnic at his lake in the forest. We have taken our baths and are now laying snug on the couch with our eyes glued to the pet show that I have taken liking to on thw Tv. It has been three weeks since Damien released his butterflies and although I expected it to have even a little impact on him, he seems surprisingly fine.
I guess their time was really up then.
From the people around me and the Tv shows I see, letting go of pets is usually one of the hardest decisions to take and yet he took it. I guess he isn't human for a reason.
This was becoming normal for me, too normal even. This feeling of comfort that Damien always gave me, it was something I looked forward to everyday. As I lay with my he
