TWELVE
COOL AIR SLITHERED ACROSS HER from… somewhere. Her head hurt. Not in a typical kind of headache way, more like a dull, uncomfortable throb muddied by a fog of confusion. It was familiar. The Whist? A derivative of…
She sat up fast.
Styx.
Daire.
Zeus.
No one was around. She was alone.
A familiar sensation. But this wasn’t alone like before. It was alone accompanied by the chilling truth that the man she loved had betrayed her.
Her mother’s omissions caused harm, but they weren’t malicious. What else could she think about Daire’s decision to throw in with Zeus? About him seducing her… convincing her of his love… It was beyond cruel.
Taking her time about replaying the previous few days, her equilibrium began to return. With a calmer eye, she scanned the room. The walls were c
