Hell, the Pride ring. Lilith, the “Queen” of returns after seven years.

“From the truth you can't escape, I can tell the real from the fake,” Lilith sang. Her eyebrows furrowing as she glanced down at Lucifer; who was playing the nervous mediator and separating you two, before her eyes darted back at his new spouse, you.

“When will you get the picture. You're the past, I'm the future,“ You continued the back and forth, bringing up your hand, you flashed the wedding band on your hand.