The sharp anger inside Aliana instantly gave way to a dull, aching pain in her chest. Every time another truth about Gavriel's history came to light, it brought a suffocating heaviness, reminding her of the burdens he carried alone.
Noticing the shift and eager to step off this dangerous landmine, Cillian quickly added, "So... Mord has only been able to hide this effectively because of that restriction. A Devil wielding his full power can accomplish things that other demons could only dream of."
"I understand," Aliana whispered, her gaze dropping to her lap as she traced the lines on her palms. "So that brings me back to my original question... what is the connection between Mord and the lab?"
Cillian glanced at Gavriel. "I believe your husband is far better equipped to answer that."
Aliana bit her lower lip, catching Gavriel in the corner of her eye before looking back down. "I'm listening."
