“Love is like a dog.”

The moment the sword of my husband, whom I loved so much, split my spine.
What came to mind like a flash was the advice from my sisters.

“I curse you, every moment I have loved you is a disgrace to me.”

The powerful demon who ruled Hell died and
woke up as the terminally ill wife of her ex-husband, who is now the emperor.

“To become a devil again, love a human and insert a dagger into its heart.”

With the fate of having to love like that again.