“She’s broken.” My stomach sunk, but I didn’t show it. I gave her nothing at all. Even if what I really wanted was to ask about one hundred different questions. I wanted the truth. I’d never wanted anything more, except for the little demoness herself. “She thinks she will never truly be loved, and I don’t know what to tell her anymore. She hangs on your every word, unfortunately, so when you told her she was a soulless demon, she believed you,” Snow said, raw emotion plaguing her features.
