Chapter 92 – Hollow
She gave his hand a final squeeze and turned back toward the elevators. "Bye," she added, over her shoulder—calm, composed, like she didn't just publicly soft-launch her demon boyfriend to her entire floor.
And with that, she walked away.
Lux caught her hand. "Wait—before you disappear into your mortal responsibilities," he said, dramatic, "suggest some fun things. You know. Vacation stuff."
She blinked. "Like...?"
"You know. What do mortals do when they're not arguing about spreadsheets or ruining their backs at office chairs."
She smirked. "Go to the beach. Try a spa. Take a cooking class. Go wine tasting. Visit a museum. Walk a garden trail. Try local food. You know. Normal things."
Lux nodded slowly, processing the words like someone studying ancient script.
None of that sounded remotely appealing.
