“Tomorrow?”
I nod.
He grins. “It’s a date.”
I watch as Caleb disembarks after the souls. He pauses to wave at me, something in his smile seeming just for me. I wriggle my fingers back, wondering what the hell is happening to me.
As the train starts up again, heading back to Central Station, I flop back in my chair like he just took all my bones with him. I’m nothing but a puddle of smiles.
It quickly wears off, like it needs Caleb to sustain it.
Or maybe it’s what I saw in Melvin.
I shudder, wrapping my arms around myself.
Melvin’s chest was no longer empty after his soul was taken from him. Deep within the space that houses our light and spirit, a wraith had made itself comfortable. It turned his torso into a silently screaming black hole.
There’s no doubt that Hades is controlling Melvin.
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