Bab 117: Lies, Lies, Lies

Eve

Fear settled into my gut, as heavy as lead. I had let it slip in the heat of the moment like a fool. My legs turned liquid.

I shook me, pulling me violently out of my reverie. "So tell me, Ellen," he growled. "What are you hiding me from me?"

My mind spiralled with lies that I could spew, it he continued to pry, he would find the deception. Just like I had feared, there would be hell to pay if he ever found it and everything that he had just promised reiterated just proved that without doubt.

Dread and horror coursed through me, my tongue tied for a long while. I swallowed thickly, trying to steady my breathing, but my chest felt tight, my lungs refusing to cooperate. Hades' grip was unrelenting, his eyes burning with a mix of fury and something darker—something primal. Every fiber of my being screamed to run, to fight, to escape, but there was nowhere to go. I was trapped.