“I’m going to let you go. Can you remain calm, Little Lux?” I whisper, and the soft strands that have fallen over her ear sway with each word I breathe out. I’m not sure why I keep calling her Little Lux like it’s some cute fucking petname I’ve made for her, and it’s not something I want to figure out right now. She nods. “Use your words, sweet girl.” Again with the fucking petnames, but I can’t help it when she responds so perfectly to me.
