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"Sit. Ida," Penelope smiled dangerously. Ida went back to her seat. Lucifer got up taking his time to walk up to the kitchen counter and fill up a glass. Meanwhile, Penelope looked at Lia intently.
"Tell me, how did he look??" She rephrased her question. Lia turned to look at Lucifer, like before, he was taking his time. Lia took a deep breath. Jack grabbed Lia's thigh under the table trying to calm her down. It worked. Lia placed her hand over Jack's and turned to Penelope.
"He looked like... Lucifer... Only bigger and scarier, He said I got away the last time. It felt like I was being pulled into the fires of hell, Pen... I felt like dying... It felt like mental and physical torture!" A tiny tear trickled down her cheek. Penelope squeezed her eyes shut and swallowed at what Lia described.
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