The day we got married, that was the happiest I have ever been. The next few years were a blur of misery and despair. I couldn't find any joy in anything, not even in the things that used to make me happy. The only thing that gave me any relief was the thought of ending my own life. I thought about it all the time, how easy it would be to just let go and slip away into the nothingness. It would be so simple to just take my own life, but I just couldn't do it. I was too much of a coward. I couldn't even bring myself to end my own misery, and so I just kept on living, in a state of constant anguish and despair. I knew that dark magic was the only way to get her back. I had to find a way to summon a demon and make a deal with it. I spent months researching, trying to find the right spell. But nothing I found was powerful enough. I needed something more powerful, something that would give me the power to summon a demon. And then I found it. The perfect spell. It was so simple, but I knew it would work. I gathered the ingredients and cast the spell. And then, I waited. For a moment, nothing happened. And then, suddenly, there was a flash of light and a figure appeared before me. It was her. She was back but something was wrong. Her eyes were black and soulless. She was no longer the woman I loved. She was a demon now, and I had summoned her.