Elyse pov
The world stopped.
My heart stopped.
Everything stopped.
Because standing in the clearing, bathed in magical light, was a ghost.
“Jason?”
His name came out strangled. Disbelieving. Broken.
It couldn’t be. I’d seen his body and watched them carry him away. Mourned him for months.
He was dead.
But he was standing right there and smiling at me. Alive.
“Hello, Elyse.” His voice. Jason’s voice. The one I’d heard in my dreams. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
“You’re, you’re dead. I saw, they brought your body back…”
“They lied to you.” He moved closer, and every instinct screamed that something was wrong. But it was Jason. My Jason. “I didn’t die. I survived. And I’ve been searching for you ever since.”
“That’s impossible. Your sister, she…”
“My sister was in on
