Chapter 25: Fight Or Flight
"Help me, please, my soul longs to be at peace..." I had dozed off on the couch and awoke to a soft female voice calling out to me. This didn't sound like my Grandmother; this voice was sweet and melodic. "Hello?" I say aloud; as I look around me, I notice Eros fast asleep as well; Himeros had left to tend to his bloody nose before I dozed off. A shimmering glint from Eros's necklace catches my attention. I slowly move towards it as not to wake him. He didn't like it when I wanted to touch it, and I had always wondered why. "Can anyone hear me?" "Yes," I whispered. The voice began to cry, "Thank you, someone has finally heard me. Who are you?" "Dove, who might you be?" "My name is Psyche," I gasp, slapping my hand over my mouth; what? No way. "Y-Your Psyche? But how did you get in
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