Capítulo 33: Chapter Thirty-Three

We left a few days ago. The journey being ever long when one has a veil of guilt hanging over them.

Dread sinks into every pore of my body.

These are the final days—it's almost over.

I am happy and smiling on the outside, but on the inside, I am screaming. I feel sick, nervousness taking me hostage. I can't sleep and I can barely eat, feeling my doom approaching. Apollo seems over-joyed, I'm sure the scales on the Fairy Godmother radar are above fifty percent now. The evil is dropping, people are starting to thrive, the blanket of evil lifted from the capture of Irena and her dark army.

Will Apollo still want me?

Is the burning question.

I squeeze my eyes shut and take a steady breath. I mean, men in the past have taken the information well and have had happily-ever-afters. Apollo could be the same.