My eyes traveled to the broken phone placed on the table. My phone. The device that, despite not being old, for the time in which we live where technology advances by leaps and bounds every day, could already be considered old-fashioned.I stretched out my hand to reach for it and examine it carefully. I pressed the side button to turn on the screen and see, more clearly, the black corner caused by the break that prevented me from seeing the entire image.Then, unconsciously, an almost imperceptible smile appeared on my face.“My parents gave me this cell phone,” I explained in a low voice, not being aware if any of them were paying attention to me.Akhliss's hand caressed my forearm in a gesture that was intended to be comforting, and I couldn't ignore the burning that her touch caused in me. Because the fact that she and anyone else did the same thing was not equal. Because she wasn't human, and her mere touch reminded me that we were different.I alternated my view between the two.

He no longer had the strength to continue holding on. I could no longer continue pretending that I could deal with what had happened to me. I couldn't continue acting strong anymore.So there, curled up in a ball filled with impetuous emotions, curled up in his arms, I collapsed.Only then could I cry, but not like before with Akhliss and Khaius, but really. The tears, hot and unbridled, slid down my face one after another without pause. The sobs came out of my mouth like short, abrupt, muffled noises. Desperate . A lament filled with anguish and regret, causing me to shake that I couldn't control. A cry that only with him I could let out.I cried like I didn't remember having done before.Azazziel didn't say anything. He didn't do what people usually do at times like this: murmur words of comfort to try to calm you down and make you stop crying. He simply stood there, holding my body close under a silence that was anything but awkward. With his arms squeezing me, preventing my inside

—Why haven't you been to work? —She asked after a while of awkward silence.—My boss said I could take the week.He nodded.The tense edge into which the atmosphere quickly descended made nervousness grip my stomach. Before I could say or think anything stupid that I would regret, I reached over to grab the remote control and turn on the television, since the silence was already beginning to threaten my hysterics.I pressed the power button on the device, although I doubted that it would work with the demon's presence so close. However, there was no such problem. Doubts crossed my mind, and I looked at him with some suspicion.—Why didn't the TV work when you came before?—Electronic objects tend to fail when we are angry or acclimated to a strong emotion —he explained lazily, with his eyes fixed on the television and an expression as if bored. When I was watching you, I got frustrated that I couldn't understand you, so that's what happened.I nodded slowly, processing the information

"Azazziel?" —The panic that she exuded from my voice was more noticeable.His eyes closed, and in that instant a horrible, mean feeling threatened to wreak havoc inside me."I don't know," he whispered.—N-no! —I exclaimed without being able to control the tone of my voice, opening my eyes wider than normal—. It's not possible. Mabrax couldn't... —Azazziel turned his head slightly and looked at me without responding, with an emotion that I couldn't identify on his face. I refused to believe in that possibility. “I-it can't be because…” I swallowed, trying to dissolve the lump that had formed in my throat. I-if it were like that... it would mean that... it was my fault.My breathing became extremely agitated. I was starting to hyperventilate.Unconsciously, I tried to stand up, as if getting away from him and everything would eliminate the dreadful feeling that was beginning to consume me.Panic took over his features at that moment, and in less than a second it reached me, preventing

My body still felt heavy and somewhat drowsy, as if all the hours I slept were not enough. As if I still needed to rest... As if something inside me had been lost, destroyed and torn from the center of my being and I needed more time to feel like myself again.I let my head fall onto his shoulder, squeezing my eyelids together. For a painful second I waited for an elusive reaction from him, a somewhat ridiculous thought, considering how close our bodies were to each other. But it didn't arrive. The particular and maddening aroma of his skin filled my breath, and I unconsciously inhaled deeply.Azazziel gave a light laugh and, before I could say anything to defend myself, I was able to feel the touch of his lips on my forehead. I raised my head in reflex to the surprise that overcame me. However, he took advantage of my gesture to get closer to my face and kiss me again.He slid one hand around the back of my knees to pull my legs over his, so that I was cradled between his arms and to