Capítulo 297: Back to normal?

Zafron walked in silence, Calista's words ringing in his ears. "Because I've been where you are." Her voice had been different in that moment—raw, vulnerable in a way he hadn't expected. It wasn't like her to peel back the layers, to expose anything more than her biting wit and sardonic humor. But here, in this desolate place where secrets clung like shadows, maybe honesty was easier to find.

He wanted to press her for more, to ask what she meant, but his thoughts drifted elsewhere, swirling like the mists around them. The idea lodged itself in his mind: were Calista, Thera, and Aurelia more than what he had believed them to be? Aphrodite had conjured them from thin air—or so it seemed. But did that make them puppets, mere constructs? Or were they once lost souls, now tethered to him, guiding him, shaping his destiny?