Chapter 1060 Death And The Maiden:++ 7

• A bitter pang of jealousy, swiftly quashed. She was a Fiend with Benefits (as she'd called herself) - nothing more. I had no more claim to her than I had to the sun. No matter how I might feel about her, she was not and would never be mine. She was a demon, a Succubus, roaming, true to her nature. How could I expect her to... change?
• Intense black loneliness descended on me.
• I stared out into the night.