171 Disfigurement

"Why aren't you saying anything?" His voice was anxious, "Is something wrong?"

Emily replied, "I'm fine, Mr. Satan. I just... miss you."

Mr. Satan's breathing became audible over the phone.

His breathing quickened.

His voice changed as well, "Emily, are you giving up? If you say yes, I'll take you away immediately."

Emily did want to leave with him.

Life with Mr. Satan was fulfilling and happy. She cooked every day, looking forward to the birth of her baby. Mr. Satan would help solve any problems. They love each other, and her life is peaceful and joyful.

But...

"I need to find out the truth about my mother's death. I want to make sure the bad guys pay for what they've done!"

Mr. Satan let out a soft "hmm": "After all these years, you're still the stubborn and undefeated Emily."

"...I'm not that stubborn. I'm actually very weak. I even put up with Carol for four years..."

"You're not weak, you're kind," Mr. Satan said. "You respect your elders and don't want to confront them. But you