Viella pov
With a cracked smile stitched on my face like I had everything under control (I absolutely did not), I returned to the snake's room, closed the door gently...
Then promptly collapsed against it.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I whispered-screamed into the silence.
"Dear universe," I muttered into the floor, "please do me a favor and hit rewind. Or just glitch the memory of the last hour for everyone involved."
I lay there dramatically, limbs sprawled . The scene kept replaying in my head-
Me.
Freestyling in silk pajamas.
Headphones on.
Singing with full performance energy.
And turning around to see not just Lucian... but Dante. Standing there. Watching. Staring.
He had that unreadable look. The one that makes your stomach twist and your brain scream, "Abort mission!!"
And I... might have called him a "bitch" mid-verse.
Oh my god.
Why am I like this?
I groaned and rolled over, still flailing, when I noticed something-
Lucian's snake.
Luciferina.
