The memory was left fresh in the back of Ian's mind. The lone reason why he didn't took a step back once in a while go reminisce the memory was due to the hundred of years that passed by him, causing the memories to slowly corrode in his mind almost close to nothing.
On his arm, under one blanket, it wasn't only Elise who felt the most calm at the moment, Ian felt equally at peace. It wasn't their body heat that made each other at the most serene phase, it was their soul. The presence of Elise made Ian felt as if he was in Heaven, and she was his Haven, it worked likewise to Elise.
"What did you do to become a Demon?" she asked, the most crucial question that molded him into the person he is right now.
