"That is your words. And here is mine, no matter how much you loved her, I do not care. I own your body now and I can do whatsoever I wish."
"No!" He screamed out and there was another loud laughter in his head. He held his skull tight as if to pull the demon off his head. "Don't do that, please!" He begged. His voice was shaky and before he knew it, green veins started to become visible on his face and on his skin which was left uncovered.
"You chose this, Ezekiel and you must stick with it."
Those words were the last he had heard before he blacked out.
***
"Everyone is drunk, it makes no sense when the priest ties us together when no one watches."
"Not everyone is but then it is better as you would not be too terrified and shocked by their responses. I guess it is better this way."
"To an extent, I agree." Isadora nodded. This was the day she would get married.
