Paranoia

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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"What are you doing—hurting yourself?"

"I may not be the most beautiful female in this Realm, Apollyon." Luna shook her head with regret as she glanced down at her bleeding toes, sobbing hard, not daring to meet her husband's gaze after all her secrets."—but I think owning this face and this physical form was a curse. Maybe, it would be better if I cease to exist."

"You aren't cursed, wife. You have no right to tell me that you want to disappear." Her husband lifted her chin and forced her to make eye contact, and his Prussian blues widened in surprise when he saw the thin scars she inflicted on herself fading bit by bit.

  When Apollyon looked at her in the eye, it felt like he could see right through her—all of her secrets and insecurities.

  She immediately averted her gaze.