“I met Mikaela during a mission my father sent me. He wanted us to find a demon who had escaped and captured it,” I explained. Hope didn’t leave me a choice; she was staring at me with a blank look, one I didn’t like.
I will leave out unnecessary details, but I knew it would still anger Hope.
“She was one of the best fighters I had met. She was fast and knew her way around in Hell. During the mission, we became close, but our relationship started after we returned.”
Hope tried to seem unfazed, but I could tell she was holding a growl.
“I told her our arrangement was only temporary, meaning I didn’t listen to her stories, I didn’t hold the door for her, or take her on dates. I made sure she understood whatever we had was only physical,” I cleared before Hope would misunderstand what
