Fuck.
I couldn’t believe he came to me at the fountain with a demand like that.
I thought he was just testing me.
And now that I declined, he sided with Levi.
“This was your choice, Aspen. Not mine,” Apollo says.
“He needs to be punished, and I want you to watch.” Levi points the knife at Grey. “So what’s it going to be, Aspen? Are we going to hurt him?”
Grey screams into the shirt that muffles his mouth, his hands jerking at the ropes in an attempt to be freed.
“No,” I say, shaking my head as tears well up in my eyes.
“No?” He tilts his head a faint smile appearing in a flash before it disappears again.
Dread begins to fill my veins. There’s no way we’re getting out of this. They made that pretty clear. Not without a sacrifice from either Grey … or me.
“What do you want?” I ask.
“Isn’t it fucking obvious?” Levi pulls off his mask, briefly showing the diabolical grin on his face along with the murderous glint in his eyes. “The end ofyouasheknows it.”
I shiver in place as all the hairs on my body stand up.
He pulls the mask back down and pulls up his balaclava until it covers his mouth. “Now make your fucking choice, my little Firefly.”
Grey…
He’s innocent and he’s here, trapped in this hellhole, because of me.
I have to save him, no matter what it costs me.
Levi
I’ve lost it.Completely lost it, and I don’t even fucking care anymore.
I had no other choice.
That fucker has been flaunting her in my face, pretending to be a saint when he’s the devil incarnate. He lies to her about something so fucking vile, and she doesn’t even believe it.
But she will after tonight.
I will fucking make it so.
My nostrils flare as I glare at her through my mask, the disdain in her eyes not easy to miss.
I have nothing left to lose.
Hatred is all she has left to give, and it’s all I have left to yearn for. I destroyed everything I was, everything I will ever be, because of her. She is my obsession, my sole reason for existing, and I don’t care how badly the world hates me for it.
She averts her eyes. “Fine.”
Even now, she’s still willing to go off the deep end … forhim.
I approach her and tilt her chin up with her own damn knife I picked up from the ground. “How far are you willing to go for him?”
“I’ll do anything,” she replies.
