Neil
Frankie is rigid beside me, and I can feel the fear coming off her in waves.
“What’s all this about, Hel? You’re not making any sense.” I tell her while tightening my hold on Frankie.
Hel tips her head to the side, her mismatched eyes seemingly scanning Frankie’s brain.
What the fuc.k is going on?!
“She’s supposed to be dead,” Hel mumbles almost robotically.
“Neil,” Frankie grabs my arm, shaking it. “Why is she saying this stuff? What’s going on?”
“Shh.” I take Frankie’s hand. “It’s okay. I’ll deal with this.”
“You can’t deal with this,” Hel smirks. “Because I know who she is, or was, as the fact may be.”
“Hel, that’s enough!” My father snaps while getting to his feet. “You’re scaring the girl.”
Hel looks at my father. “All these years, you had your suspicions, Hades, and n
