“What if I am not able to save them, father?”
“Trust me if you believe you can, you will find a way”
Augustine POV
Blood red eyes are looking back ta me, I take a step back and still, they are haunting me. The face looks pale and the lips have turned grey. As I comb my hair, I could feel the frustration to pull them.
I wash my face with cold water and the droplets soothe my skin. They act as a chilling agent to my warm body now. Good thing is that demons can stay up all night and still don’t get tired. As opposed to humans one of whom was crying all night. The memory sends the pain of the prickling needle through my entire body.
Reaper has to hold me down and chain me up so I won’t go to her place at freaking midnight to just hold her.
“How long does it take for you to wash your
