Lyra
The chain of reaction that followed suit after Caleb's preposterous declaration was nothing short of magical considering my current predicament. A bubble of laughter tickled my throat, a deep chortle in tow and finally a full on guffaw. My hand rushed to hold my stomach as I quivered with tear prompting laughter.
"So what kind of rum are you intoxicated with huh?"
The apathetic face that met my tear streaked one left me quivering. My eyes trailed to the towering figure of Mariah. She was standing, unmoving, eyes unwavering, just focused on us.
"What is going on Caleb? Why is she...more importantly why are you alive?"
The bizarre inquiry choked me; of course I lavished at the idea of him not being brutally murdered but still Mariah was pure evil, surely she had de
