I Want To Feel -

…Mirabelle POV…

Damien left in a hurry.

We were locked in a warm embrace; then, next, he was gone without any word or explanation. I fear I have done him wrong and that he now will not return.

There was, beyond those red eyes, there seemed to have been something I suppose the Devil should not feel. This is still hard for me to grasp; I have woken up in a world of make-belief, where reality has warped into something strange.

I have always thought that the possibility of a true Hell and even a Heaven does merely not exist. Yet, I have when I found myself thinking of these things, for the Devil to be some grotesque creature that is deformed with horns and burning skin.

So for me to look at the perfectly sculpted, elegant man that Damien is, I find it hard to believe that the man is the walking version of things that we have been taught to fear.

Do I fear Damien?

No.

It is strange that I am not frightened; yes, I feel