Chapter 57 Love is Nonsense

Roth returned from work. His shoulders slumped with a bone-deep weariness. Without a word, Nadja slid a glass of whiskey over ice toward him. The demon, still navigating the clunky mechanics of being human, accepted the drink with a silent nod.

"Bassel called this afternoon." she murmured.

Roth let ...

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