Entry 1: Would You Love Me As A Worm?
Dear Diary, I was in bed with my husband the other night. He was deep asleep. I was still awake, lying on my back and staring at the ceiling while his arm remained laid across my chest in a hold I was far too familiar with. I knew I wasn't going to be able to go anywhere so I let my brain wander into the strangest places, most of which I do not even remember. After long moments of thought and the mental trainwreck that was my mind, the most cliché 3am question suddenly popped up. Would Lucifer still love me if I were turned into a little worm? The question itself hurt my soul. Why was I wondering about something so ridiculous ? Of course he would still love me. He'd love me in any form, right? ...right?? Annoyed and unable to resist the urge anymore, I nudged the sleeping demon next to me. "Love?" I said softly, "Honey? Wake up." Lucifer shifted slightly, then groaned in protest. He slowly opened one of his beautiful red eyes and looked up at me. "Dar...
