CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO: BRADLEY ENDLESS
I’d found her.
I’d found Emma, against all odds. I hadn’t expected to. I thought that I would fail, and I would stay trapped in Hell. But Emma wasn’t the same Emma. I’d lost my sister somewhere in the darkness. Not only parts of her soul, but also in parts of herself. She was changing. Becoming fey. The very last thing she wanted to be.
I watched her as she led the way, taking me to The Witch Doctor.
“Are you sure that you know where you’re going?” I asked.
Emma glanced at me. Her green eyes that normally shown so bright, had dimmed, and her black hair had lost its usual curl as if the heat had made it wither. Everything about her was less, less than she had been. Usually she was the one motivating us. The one keeping us from losing faith.
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