Chapter 89 Eighty Nine

• My heart palpitated at the thought of Desmond being at our door. It wasn't clear whether stress or excitement was causing it.
• “I’ll get the door.” Mom rubbed my back with her nurturing, tender touch. “Your mommy will make it all better and give your jerk ex-boyfriend a beating as well while she is at it.”
• Mom’s reassurance made me feel a tad bit better. Little did she know that a physical attack or the police can’t hurt my demon ex. However, verbal attacks and holy water might aid in burning his black heart.