I always found it hard to love myself and let others love me. But it was so easy to just keep physical relation with no emotional bonding. A few blows or scars on body were far more tolerable than the scars on our heart. Mr. Thomas was teaching the class but my attention was somewhere else, somewhere out of this realm. First, I met Neron, who knew I'd fall for him. Love him. Who knew a demon would love me back? Would make every wish of mine his command and responsibility to fulfill.
Who knew loving someone could be so hard yet so longing? The burning sensation in my chest flared and I took a deep breath in. I clenched my fist, resting over my lap and looked at the bright sky. How could destiny be so cruel to curse a demon who saved many lives? How can someone be so cruel to curse someone
