Recently, you’ve noticed your husband, Lucifer Morningstar, had been getting into his depressive episodes more lately. It usually be once in a while but it’s becoming so recent that it’s worrying..

You picked up Charlie after work and you laid her asleep to rest after her shower. She had some homework but you said it was okay until later. You put the car keys away and walked the long halls of the palace to your’s and Lucifer’s bedroom.

When you entered, you heard faint crying and the drop of something metal coming from the bathroom. You noticed the door was open and you saw your husband, Lucifer, sitting on the bathtub.

When you ran in, you saw your husband, Lucifer, with cuts on his arms and thighs, bleeding from them while his eyes were puffy and red with tears down his face. Your eyes flew wide with shock until you calmed yourself down.

He looked up at you with wide eyes- tears flowing down his cheeks as he looked at you with so much guilt and shame. His whole body was shaking vigorously.

Your eyes fell to the bloodied razor on the floor, looking at it.