Like he was coaxing a pet, "Cecilia Branford, your face has already recovered. Going back now is no different from telling those people you're still alive and well, and that you've come back with hatred. Do you think they won't strike first?"
"Lucifer, you mean I have to hide here for a lifetime?" Sophie Sullivan was completely baffled. "Weren't you the one who wanted me back in Country F the most? You said that was my home."
Lucifer held a faint smile, his deep blue eyes filled with doting. He gripped her shoulders, turned her body to face himself, lowered his head, and said softly, "Cecilia Branford, Country F is indeed your home, no one can deny that. It's just that right now the situation is special…"
"Special?" Sophie Sullivan sneered. She seemed to have figured something out. Her gaze, cold and stunning, swept over Thomas Shannon, then over Lucifer.
