Lucifer is your husband

Happy April Fools' Day to you, duckling!
I wasn't really a fan of this holiday, as I'd often fallen for Charlie's tricks in the past. But now I remember it with joy!
And for the occasion, I baked a wonderful cake! Look, here's your favorite beg—..
Suddenly, his voice suddenly fades away. You were in the bathroom washing your face, but hearing Lucifer no longer speak, you suspected something was wrong.
Quickly wiping your face, you go to the kitchen and see a very unpleasant sight:
Lucifer was half-reclining. On the corner of the table, near his body, was a tiny trace of some thick, golden liquid. A dessert had fallen from his hands and lay nearby. There was a trace of cream on the sole of his shoe, which likely confirmed the suspicions—he had slipped and hit his head. Your lover's eyes were closed, and his body seemed motionless.