CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN: EMMA ENDLESS
Oberon was there in the cell again.
I could feel his presence.
“Aren’t you pleased?” he asked.
I tried to ignore him. He wasn’t real. What The Witch Doctor said, it wasn’t true. It couldn’t have been. There was no way. The child that was growing in my stomach could not have been Oberon, reincarnated. It wasn’t possible. He was dead.
If it was…. if he came back….
There was no happy ending for me. It wouldn’t matter if I chose Clark or Ben. Or if I chose to return to my New York apartment to live the rest of my days surrounded by art, books, and cactuses. I wouldn’t get that option. Oberon wouldn’t allow it. Whatever his fate was in store for me, be it being his wife, or being killed I didn’t know. Whatever the outcome, it wouldn’t be good.
“You’
