''He is… He is…married?''
Vanessa took off the other earbuds from her right ear and nodded at the ignorant succubus. Her entire face was as white as paper even through her skin was more of caramel.
''Wh…''
You do not need a stethoscope to feel how hard her little heart was racing in her chest. At the thought of the demon she had been protecting and saving to enjoy for herself has married recently without her having any idea or knowing when it happened.
Who orchestrated the wedding in hell?
Why were they not invited?
''…when was that?''
Vanessa sighed to show her that it was a complicated story she wasn't in the great mood to sit down and share. Especially not to the types that threw themselves constantly at that irritating, self-absorbing demon.
''To be fair, there was no wedding. Azrael just assumed in himself that they were married. The father of the girl just appeared in court and gave her to him—''
