Elise clutched the painting closer, seeing it, she remembered her fault and gave him a nod, "I-I'm sorry." she said, her toes in her shoes curled, her face shyly dipped in red. "I will help to fix the painting if I could." She turned her eyes up to read his expression wondering if it was enough but it didn't seem so. She felt her whole body hot from the tension inside the room. The apology she said now feel as if it was a sweet beckoning to invite a devil. He told her to offer after an apology, and she did by continuing, "and I would help in anything you request if I am able to."
The Demon’s Bride
Fantasy · mata0eve
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