I stared at him, my toast long forgotten somewhere on the counter, my brain spinning faster than my heart could keep up.
“Two voices,” I repeated slowly. “So you can actually hear Thethys and me separately.”
Zeph gave a hesitant nod. “Yeah. Yours is… sharper, quicker. Hers is… calmer, like an echo underwater.”
Thethys preened at that. “Of course, I sound calmer. Someone has to be the sensible one.”
“Excuse you,” I muttered aloud before glaring back at Zeph. “This is not normal. You shouldn’t be able to hear her unless I let you in. And I haven’t.”
Zeph’s mouth curved into a wry half-smile. “Maybe you did without realizing it. Our souls are fused, Ani. You probably dropped all the boundaries when that happened.”
“Boundaries,” I echoed. “You mean those lovely things that separate ‘me’
