My voice is breathless; the words, escaping ghosts. I’m assuming it involves some sort of demonic compulsion, but without a definite answer, I know my musings will just drive me crazy. Xnxx Passionate? What will you do with him when he’s born?”
“The child will be placed here, in the realm of man upon maturity and walk amongst the humans as a living temptation. Something Layla’s family would have realised when she disappeared. Asmodeus picks me up and when we finally break contact he carries me to our lavender-scented bed. You speak about him as if he’s an appliance not a child. “You have entered my dreams, a dangerous place while she lurks here. I sink to the floor with my back against the door, pulling my knees up as far as my baby allows. Only now, after words of betrayal and farewell stick in my throat, I admit that I love him. I see an image of my father searching frantically for something, angry tears rolling down his cheeks. The tiles are cold under my bum and the door hard against my back. I lace my fingers with Asmodeus’ and say, “Let’s do this.”
Wordlessly, he draws a darkened thread closer and expands it.
