a hand touched your shoulder, it was Achlys.

“Hello, dear~” she spoke.

her hand rested on your shoulder. She was a demon, you were an angel. Her black fingertips gently touched your neck

“I noticed your angelic voice sounded shaky, are you okay?” she asks calmly.

you wanted to say no, but she knew you weren’t okay

“Who hurt you..?” she asks, her breath on your neck