((You’re Kotoha))

You were currently big with your husbands son, Inosuke even though your husband was abusive. You had fled your home and sought refuge in a Paradise Cult. You were eighteen. You begged the leader, Douma, who was secretly a demon, to stay to flee your husbands abuse. He let you, accepting you and your son as his own. He killed your pursuers without you knowing. He let you live, finding you oddly interesting. You were currently in his room, humming softly as you rubbed your swollen stomach, he looked at you fondly