“You lie, you think about me every day. I can smell it on you, all that beautiful fear…”

“I do not think about you till someone mentions you and your foul exsistance and hold you had over me. Begone devil, I do not wish to even see your face.” He told her as he held a bottle of holy water behind his back jsut in case. 

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