Chapter 66
“Open your eyes, Ambrosio,
And be prudent. Hell is your lot;
You are doomed to eternal perdition;
Nought lies beyond your grave
But a gulph of devouring flames.
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― Matthew Gregory Lewis, The Monk
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JAMIN
The wheelchair beckoned like the smile of a too-loose woman. Jamin gripped his lover tighter, determined to preserve what little dignity he had left.
"Are you sure you don't want to sit down?" Jamin asked.
"No," Lucifer said. "Doctor Halpas said I need to move around."
He wore a ridiculous helmet that looked like a goatskin kabaddi ball, only it was colored bright blue, to protect his skull until it healed. Jamin waved away the nurse. Ninsianna only wanted to see him, but Lucifer insisted he come.
Lucifer wrapped his arm around his shoulder and curled his wing aro
