CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
EMMA ENDLESS
After Lilith’s little visit to me, the only visitor I had was the girl who brought me food. She didn’t dare make eye contact with me and seemed to tremble at any sign of movement. But I had been in the cage for far too long, and I was desperate for real, human contact. For something other than Oberon’s voice inside my head. At least, I hoped that he was only inside my head. My biggest fear was that he was real, trapped down with me in Hell.
So far, he had made no move to touch me, but he stayed in the cell, watching me, smirking, ever present. A constant reminder of my failure. I had escaped him, only to be locked up again. Maybe it was my destiny to continuously be locked up. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to ever be free.
“Do you see him?” I finally asked
