"Redeeming you is the only thing I can give you, Rayven. I hope you understand and receive it with open arms."
He went on his two knees before the broken pieces of one of his half-finished works he ruined out of anger.
"You know, everyone is being so unfair to him by saying he can't be redeemed. He is a special kind of demon that needs a special kind of woman like myself."
He sighed helplessly as her past words reviewed themselves to him again.
It has always been his redemption. Nothing else mattered to her. Even without the bratty demon's involvement, she would still only come to him to redeem him and walk away.
He bent lower as that thought upset him the more. He couldn't get a hold of his feelings. He was the one that misinterpreted her words and intentions.
Why he did that? It was concerning.
