The demon's elbows were still resting on the balcony rails as his mind wander about Liliana. He could still hear her wails and she hated to be so much in love with him. If only she knew how much he treasured that feeling she felt for him.
But was there even a way to prove to her that he had repented? That he was ready to love her just as much? That he was ready to surrender and be hers forever?
Was he even ready for that? He questioned himself this time. Doing that meant protecting her at all times, she was the target now and he still hasn't found out why the devil would side with love. He still hasn't figured out what the plan was.
He knew that he aim for something dangerous, wicked, and heartbreaking and it would definitely kill him and most especially Liliana.