[A FEW DAYS LATER]
Naomi and Liberty sails their newly found stability boat like a pro that when a stranger would look from the outside, they would think of them as very domestic. A few days have passed since Damian’s death and never once did the devil leave her side. Morning and Night. Naomi would occasionally sweat out nightmares of being inside another devil’s barrier but couldn’t go out and Liberty wasn’t there. Whenever she wakes up with ragged breaths and dry throat, she would be greeted by the impossible reality that in fact, he is there. He would give her water and some awkward words of reassurance that Naomi would rather die than admit hat they soothed her.
Liberty never slept again. His eyes are always on her that the girl thinks he is boring guilt through her system every tim
