❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅ If you love me, don't let go . . . Hold, hold on, hold onto me — X Ambassadors, Unsteady "LUCIFER!" I practically throw myself down the cliff, sliding and skidding and scraping myself on jagged bits of rock. The white tom is crouched over Cecily like a ghostly angel, but there is all of hell's pain in his eyes. "Is she . . .?" I bring myself to a stop as I see Cecily move, a slight twitch so that her muzzle is touching Lucifer's paw. He immediately bends down so his eyes are level with hers; his are filled with tears. "Stop it." "Right."