So here I am sleeping next to a demon. Ramious is sleeping peacefully next to me for the first time since we met. I couldn't help but to think back to Malek. I knew I would probably never see him again, but his image haunted me. My treason, the affair haunted me deeply. But life will move on and so will I, I keep telling myself. I had to fully dedicate my life to Ramious, it wasn't really a choice anymore. I keep thinking maybe death will be better, but I still have that need in me to live. The human in me screams for survival.
The next few weeks that followed were a blur. I settled back into my routine with the exception of escaping to the garden at night. Ramious tried to make it up to me ever since his return but I must confess I am still angry at him for leaving in the first p
