[ It's the first time she has ever seen James like this, but Bela isn't going to hide the truth from him. Or with anyone she's gotten close to over the past few months. Had anyone else been tortured like she was? She heard whispers of people having to carve their sins into their skin in order to leave a torture room.

She watches him extend his arms out to her, stepping in to close the gap between them without hesitation. Bela slips her arms around his waist, resting her head against his chest and breathes out slowly to keep her emotions in check while she thinks. ]

I don't know - maybe...oh. [ Fuck. ] Last month at Lucifer's mansion I had a small snoop around, but I didn't take anything. I just looked.