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The Home of the Devil’s Heart

Lucifer was keeping his distance, knowing Aria was still very confused about her life in

general. He had her set up in one of his homes with money to live out the rest of her life. It was this place on earth where they’d had their first date when they were angels. There were moments that

Lucifer saw his angel Aria shining through. Her love for reading and helping things was growing. Sadly,

he also saw the demon Aria when she would get frustrated and short tempered with the helpers

around the house.

But he would see her mortal side. This side was frail and broken before she

even figured out who she was. When he visited at night he could make out the red streaks from tears

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“I feel my heart is empty, like someone has created a hole where love is supposed to be.”

and her puffy eyes. How he wished he could help her or even understand what caused her

such pain that she cried herself to sleep each night. The next morning though, all his questions were

answered when one of the maids, Esme, had the same concern.

“My dear girl, why do you cry so much?”

“I feel my heart is empty, like someone has created a hole where love is supposed to be.”

Aria went on to speak of how she spent her days keeping her mind away from the tall, dark

haired man that haunted her mind at night. Esme knew Aria’s love for Lucifer would never be

taken away, no matter what Aria became for him. Esme knew she would have to speak with

Lucifer, and that his distance would no longer be helpful to Aria’s growth as a mortal.