Page 65 of Hot Girls Date Demons

And I caused it.

I transport immediately.

The house welcomes me.

The wards recognize me.

But I already know where she is.

The bedroom.

I materialize—and my soul shatters.

She's curled into herself.

Clutching my pillow.

My scent surrounds her.

And she is crying.

Not quiet tears.

Broken ones.

The kind that comes from the deepest part of the heart.

“Myrrin,” I whisper.

My voice breaks.

She doesn't move.

“My love?”

Nothing.

I move closer.

“Josie.”

At the sound of her name, she stirs.

Slowly.

Her swollen eyes meet mine.

And I watch hope and disbelief wage war across her beautiful face.

No.

No, my love.

Do not doubt.

I fall to my knees beside the bed.

“I'm here.”