I quickly dismissed the notion that Aidan had a conscience, scoffing internally. How could a devil ever have any conscience?
The conversation between him and Cathy had been revealing. Was Cathy blackmailing him? But with what? And how exactly was she useless?
There seemed to be layers of meaning behind Aidan's words, but lying next to him now, I knew one thing for sure. I was safest with him here beside me.
With that in mind, I cleared my thoughts and fell asleep.
Maybe it was the exhaustion from crying or the unusual sense of security from having Aidan right next to me, but I slept deeply and peacefully through the night.
When I woke up, I felt more refreshed than I had in days.
A voice beside me startled me. "Awake?"
I turned to see Aidan lying next to me, his head propped on his
