She was so calm, like a midsummer ocean, her composure unwavering despite the chaos outside. The screams and growls echoed, almost mocking her serenity. The Devil Mother sighed deeply, shaking her head, as if trying to dismiss the impending storm.
“Don’t worry. We’re safe here. They won’t dare cross the line.” Mother’s voice was calm, but there was a hint of sorrow in her eyes, a sadness she could not hide.
“What’s happening, Mother?” Cassandra asked, her voice tight with anxiety as she, too, heard the terrifying sounds from outside.
“Let’s see for ourselves.” The Devil Mother stood up, heading for the door. But then she paused, turning back with a serious look. “Ashlee, my child, promise me something.” Her voice was low but firm, carrying weight.
“Huh? What?” Ashlee asked, confused, h
