"You say that you lost me, yet here I am, standing before you," I interrupt the silence forming around us. "Fiona talked about tricking death, about taking something that belonged to death." My vision becomes blurry as I try and form the next question to leave my mouth. As I find my back against the wall and my body slides down to the floor, Leo is instantly right beside me. The itch nags at me, my fingers tracing the location as I stare ahead at Fiona, watching her nod for the answer to the question I have yet to ask. "Did I die?"
Hollowness, the only feeling I get when I try and look Leo in the eyes. His soft gaze into my eyes is something with hollow emotions, haunting me as I gaze farther into the depths of those orbs. The way he watches me from here, how his reaction changes when I a
