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"And? You're staying, or coming back with us?"
Jason repeated the question like it was a real debate. Like drifting through open water in a busted lifeboat was something to be considered.
I felt a heavyweight settle in my chest. Like the fight had drained out.
My voice was meek when it came out of my lips.
"I’m coming back."
Jason didn’t say anything else. Just turned and strode back toward the bridge, already barking orders like any other day.
The Argo turned around, and the only thing sinking was my hope of breaking the mate curse.
By the time we reached the small coastal port, night had already swallowed the sky. At least we didn’t have to crawl all the way back from where we departed. Small mercies, I guess.
Once the ship was secured, we disembarked. My friends and
