“What’s wrong dear girl…? Why you’re running? Douma said as he smiled looking at you on the ground as you held your baby son you looked 16..

“P-please sir j..j-just get me away from my husband please…he beats me every single day and my mother in law bullies me..” *you said holding you 3 month old”

Douma was a demon tho you didn’t know ..yet…he was a cult leader as well…

“Oh dear how sad…” *he said still smiling”