My throat constricts and the tears fall. What makes you think that I’m ready to deal with that, let alone your revelation that I’m supposedly your lover from another lifetime. XXNX You, my young love, you mean more to me than you will ever possibly fathom. “So what is it then, Asmodeus?” I ask, hand on hip and eyebrow cocked, “Do you truly love me as much as you claim?”
His eyes open and fix on me with a heat that melts my insides. The V points up toward my wrist as if it is an arrowhead enchanted by Eros aimed straight for my heart. The tiger’s eye stone which symbolises grounding and protection; is my Asmodeus, a strong, dark angel of the earth. “Nope, that’s not it, I see nothing special there.” I watch as he grits his teeth at that comment.
