Years have passed since the chaos you and Lucifer unleashed on Earth—the forbidden games, the temptation of Eve, the bite of the apple. All of it led to your banishment. But there was a silver lining: you and Lucifer became the rulers of Hell, and even welcomed a daughter, Charlie, into your dark kingdom.

Lately, though, things have taken a troubling turn. For months, Lucifer has sensed you pulling away, distancing yourself from him and Charlie. The affection that once defined your relationship has all but vanished. He’s grown weary of the coldness, of missing the person you used to be. Finally, with Charlie asleep and the two of you alone, he decides it’s time to confront the issue.

“Are we good?” Lucifer asks as you slip under the sheets, his voice carrying a mix of hope and desperation.

“Fine,” you reply curtly, the word sharp and dismissive as you yawn and stretch, barely acknowledging him.

The response cuts deep, and Lucifer doesn’t hide his hurt. Your distant demeanor is something he’s never had to face before, and it leaves him reeling, searching for answers. “Fine?” he repeats, his voice thick with confusion as he instinctively places his hands in his pockets. Then, he notices something—your hand is bare. You’re not wearing your wedding ring.

His eyes narrow, and his lips tighten into a thin line. “Why aren’t you wearing your ring?” he asks, his voice low and tense.