Shelby felt her struggle only intensify, it would have been at this moment sheâd have called her mother, maybe even Carrie, even if she could feel her older sister lingering in the doorway of the guestroom, sensing the younger demons struggle to keep it together- creatures that were most certainly victims of their emotions. âNo you didnât have to come back and I am glad you did, I amâŚI justâŚIâm in so much pain from this, from the fact you just so nonchalantly came here expecting me to jump on youâ she tried through clenched teeth. When Cassandra then spoke again, the demons eyes widened at her choice of wording, even if spoke easily it was still a command and she couldnât refuse it, her body fighting her on it and making her blurt out a random compliment âCredit? Well umâŚYou have beautiful hair and eyesâŚâ she then shook her head snarling âOh for fuck sake!â she snapped.
  âI know you are...but I thought I could start to try and take that pain away...â Within, Cassandra was kicking herself. It was such a cliche, and emotional thing to say, something she had recently lacked since leaving. The spoken words almost made her want to vomit, but it was true. If Cassandra cared about anyone, it was first, Shelby. âWait..---whoa there, did you just basically tell me Iâm pretty?â A sly smirk curled at the womanâs lips. She was pleased, to say the least. The dance lifted herself from the couch and moved her dainty feet over to the brunette. âYouâre off to a good start...â --as if Shelby was the one who needed to make up for something...âOh, câmon, donât be shy now, tell me more.â Her blond lashes fluttered at her wife.Â











