Page 61 of Cuddly Demon

They explode over Central Park, radiating with intensity, shimmering in a way that reminds me of the skies of Hell on our wedding day.

I gasp, unable to believe the sight. "Are those real?"

"They're real for us."

I grip Onyx's horns that sprout from his head, pure love bubbling up inside of me. Yeah—he's everything I've ever wanted.

Caring. Compassionate. Willing to show his love for me every single day.

"I love you," I whisper, lost in his embrace.

"I love you too."