Chapter Thirty-Six.
Evangeline. I was sat on the floor of the Captain’s quarters, my back pressed against the mattress of the bed behind me, fiddling with the heart locket that hung from a silver chain that was tangled between my fingertips. I closed my eyes when the familiar tune began to play, the locket having sprung open, filling the silence of the night with the pleasant, comforting song. My head was thrown back onto the bed, the red coat that I had scooped up from the deck of the helm in my haste to retreat draped from my shoulders. When the tune clicked to a stop, I dared open my eyes, staring upward, deep in thought. Was it normal to feel so numb? So cold? Caleb’s face flickered past my eyelids along with Neptune’s, the impossible decision that I had to make, being forced to choose between one or the
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