@thwipiism > Cont’d
“I’ve had enough! The worry, the fear! You’ve lost people, so have I! Yet you put your life on the line every single day, and night, toeing the very line between life and death!” Her eyes hadn’t glowed red at him in a little over two years, so it was a heavy indicator of the gravity of their fight. Which had apparently been going on for several hours, and they never fought this terribly. Demona had spent a thousand years losing people, hating humans and herself until him.
And the stupid man had smirked and nuzzled his way into her heart and made her weak, made her stupid. He was getting older and she herself had been behind the scenes trying to fix that slowly widening gap. But the stress had come to a head.












