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A Demon Made Me Do It

By:Penelope King

y craved hearing his words of love, I can hardly believe they’re real—that he’s actually real. He who fits me so perfectly, who is my exact match in every way, and makes me feel like a better version of myself. He who makes me feel so alive after years of feeling dead inside. He who sees me—really sees me—with all my flaws, but is still here anyway. He who is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for me and my happiness.

My arms go slack and the flames on my palms subside.

This isn’t just about me anymore.

Michael and Kayla—as much as I loved them—are gone forever. Nothing will bring them back. The love between us can now serve as my compass…my guide.

I slowly realize my criteria for achieving happiness has changed. Even if I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that killing the Amazèa would reunify Liora and me, we’d never be whole. Not if it meant losing all the people dearest to us.

Michael and Kayla taught me that.

I glance at the smiling faces of their killers for the last time. Then I turn and head toward the darkened corridor, never once looking back. The balls of fire on my hands are now reduced to tiny flames on my fingertips, showing me the way out.

Kieron sits on a rock, staring off into the vast wasteland. He’s made a small fire, the only light in the otherwise gloomy night. His mouth is set in a hard line, his jaw clenched. I can see he’s bracing himself for what I’m about to tell him.

He doesn’t flinch as I sit beside him. I reach out, and immediately his soft hand surrounds mine. Finally, he turns to look at me, and the love in his eyes wraps around my heart. Without the faintest hint of judgment or condemnation, he searches my face for clues.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

He swallows. “For what?” he asks hoarsely.

I lean closer to him. “For believing in me.”

His eyes sparkle, and a small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. He places one hand behind my head, pulling me to him. The sweet reunion of our lips douses the last embers of hate raging within me.

“I believe in us,” he whispers in my ear.

He rises to his feet, pulling me with him. “I have to go now. Finish this once and for all. My contract expires at dawn.”

I almost laugh. “Good thing you’re not cutting it close or anything.”

He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me close for another kiss. I don’t want him to move, I don’t want him to leave my arms, not now, not ever. But I know I have to let him go this one last time.

I know it’s okay. He’ll be back for me.

For us.

The End