Chapter 146: Malleable

Eve

The ground beneath me tilted.

The hallowing is killing you.

The air felt thicker, heavier, and I couldn't seem to take in enough of it. My fingers trembled against the headrest, and I gripped it harder to steady myself. "You're wrong," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

Lia didn't blink, her eyes bore into me. "I wish I was, princess. But this is not something that can be wished away."

A hollow laugh bubbled up from my throat. "I'm fine. I've been fine. I'm not dying. If I were, Hades would have told me. Someone—anyone—would have told me." This was so out of left field. I expected anything but this.

Lia's eyes softened, and that unreadable emotion flickered across her face again. Pity.

I hated pity.

"Hades doesn't know the full extent," she said quietly. "And I suspect he's only now piecing it together."

I stiffened, my pulse thrumming in my ears.