"W - what?” My heart found its way to my throat, blocking my words. It stifled the questions whirling around my head. My stomach tightened and an uncontrollable fever started at my back, shooting up my spine.
What did that make me?
A demon spawn.
"H - how? W - when? How do you know this?" I wailed.
"Take it out!"
"Look how flustered I made you," he said. His face did not betray his emotions. I could not see past the mask of aloofness that came upon him from nowhere.
"W- what? You said that to floor me?" I clutched a hand to my chest, dizzy with anger.
How it floored me! How I feared - For a minute, it felt everything made sense. I was a demon. Evil.
Had my mother known? She gave her life to curtail the evil so she must have known. But - but - I could not be!
"No, kitten,
