Ghostly Realm - Not Even Death Could Separate Them by Cindy J. Kelley Page B

love.” She felt relief and love so strong that it gave her a lump in her throat.
    Devon led Abigail to the couch and they sat down and he held her hand in his. “God gave me the strength to defend myself the way I did tonight.” He began. “I’ve never encountered anything like that before and I had no idea what would happen.” He said with emotion.
    Abigail gave his hand a squeeze. “Do you think he will come back?” She asked worriedly.
    “Yes. He’s here to take my soul down to Hell with him.” Devon said knowing as he said it, that it was the truth.
    “What are we going to do?” Abigail asked.
    “Well dear, I think it’s pointless to run or to hide. He would find me regardless.” Devon said. But he did think of something he could do, he just wasn’t sure how she would react. “I will go back to the cottage and if you insist on going, you must stay there where you would be safe. I plan on going back down to the beach and I’m sure he will come.”
    Abigail was quick to respond. “What? You want to go back and let him attack you again?” She asked in shock.
    “He will find me anyway Abby and I’m no coward.” Devon said. “I think it’s best this way.”
    Abigail knew there was no talking him out of it. “I’m just so scared Dev.” She said in a tearful voice. She tried to be strong but the thought of losing him was overwhelming to her.
    Devon put his arm around her and pulled her close to him. “If he could have taken me down to Hell with him, he would have. I’m not sure why I feel so confident but I just feel that he won’t succeed in his evil plan against me.”
    Abigail had to be satisfied with what Devon told her. She knew Devon had a great deal of power, she saw for herself when she watched him triumph against the hideous demon that was once his brother. She didn’t trust herself to speak so she nodded her head.
    Devon gave her a smile as she looked up at him. “Besides, why would God bring us together only to let that thing come between our love?” He asked.
    “You’re right love.” Abigail said as she offered a small smile back.
    “Tomorrow we’ll go to the cottage again. I don’t want you to worry too much, I’ve always been able to take care of myself. I won’t lie and say I’m not afraid but I have a feeling that all this is happening for a reason.” Devon said, trying to assure her.

Chapter Eleven
     
    The next evening Abigail and Devon drove back out to the cottage. She didn’t get very much sleep the night before, she was too worried about Devon and what could happen to him. She slept in his arms restlessly, waking up several times and Devon was there to comfort her until she would fall back into a fitful sleep. Deep down she knew this was horribly real and that it had to be played out and she was powerless to stop it.
    When they arrived, the sun was beginning to set. They went into the cottage and Devon cleared off an old chair that was still intact that was covered in dust for her to sit on. He turned and looked at her with a serious expression and she walked over to him “Abby, listen to me. You must promise me that you will stay here and not come down to the beach.” He said sternly. He had to make her understand the importance of staying right here and out of harms way. “I don’t want to have to worry that he will see you and hurt you in any way.”
    Abigail started to cry softly. “I promise Dev.”
    Devon took her into his arms. “Darling, it will be okay.” He put his fingers underneath her chin and tilted her head up and gazed into her tearful eyes. “You are so beautiful Abby. From the moment I gazed into your beautiful eyes I knew you were destined to be mine.” He lowered his lips to her eyes and kissed her tears away and then kissed his way down to her mouth and pressed his mouth to hers tenderly. He lifted his head reluctantly. “I will come back for you. I promise. Nothing will stop me from that!” He said with assurance.
    Abigail