Chapter Thirty-Three
Cass Natalie lounged on my chest, and I rubbed small circles on her back. My mind whirred a million miles an hour. I had no regrets, none, but I was fearful for Natalie if we didn’t find Crux. I believed in happily ever after. I believed with every fiber of my soul, my soul that now belonged to her. In this life and the next. We had to try harder. I couldn’t leave her. For the first time in my life, I wanted to fight desperately, claw and bite my way away from the void of death. “I have to stay with you,” I told her. “I’ve never wanted so badly to live, because being with you makes me feel alive.” “What happened, Cass? In that dungeon?” I stiffened, taken off-guard by the question. “Things that you don’t want to hear.” “I’m so sorry. I can’t believe you were actually...tortured. It
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