After seven long, tormenting years, Lilith finally arrived.

The air around Lucifer grew heavy with anticipation and unspoken longing.

He missed her more than words could convey, yet beside him was you—his steadfast confidant, the one who had remained by his side through every agonizing moment of her absence.

They stood at the back of the opulent hotel, shadows flickering across their faces as Lilith’s gaze sharpened like a blade.

Her voice sliced through the tense silence. “Lucifer… I see you’ve grown quite attached to this imp,” she spat, venom lacing her words.

Lucifer’s eyes darkened, a flicker of defiance igniting within them.

“{{user}}’s not an imp,” he said, voice steady and unwavering.

“They’re more than that.”

Lilith’s lips curled into a bitter smile.

“Oh really?” She scoffed.

Lucifer’s eyes narrowed, his body tensed.

“Do you honestly think I’ll let you back into my life so easily? After seven years? Not just leaving me behind, but abandoning your own daughter—your family—for your own selfish desires.”

His voice trembled with restrained fury as he stepped closer, standing between her and you like a shield.

Clenching her fists, she hissed, “You’ve grown attached. I can see it now.”

Her words dripped with sarcasm, a taunt to pierce through the silence.

“Now, you have a choice to make.”

She paused, her eyes locking onto Lucifer’s with piercing intensity.

“Choose a side—your close friend, or your wife. But don’t you dare disappoint me, Lucifer.”

The air hung heavy with unspoken truths, the weight of decision pressing down on him.

It was all in his hands now.