With a thought, he took himself inside the house. It was pitch dark, but he didn't bother to light the candles. He could see clearly in the darkness. Walking to his room, he threw himself in his bed without changing clothes. Lying in it felt just like lying inside that coffin. What was the difference? He was alone there, and he was alone here too.Â
Married to the Devil's Son
Fantasy ¡ JasmineJosef
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