Mae paced the length of the cave. She couldn’t stop thinking about Triam. She longed to see him. This was what Mae was afraid of – being attached to another person and it turned out to be another one of Celeste’s tricks. But this was no trick. It was real, and she was afraid for him. Mae didn’t know what Celeste was planning. Fear squeezed her stomach tight.
What was she going to do to her son?
Celeste raised him for all these years. Surely, she wouldn’t hurt him.
Mae shook her head as she thought of the worst. She closed her eyes for a second, praying to the goddess to save him.
She wished she could see him.
Mae waited for him, hoping he would appear soon, but he didn’t come, which meant that Celeste was there. The boy was more afraid of her than of Larson – because he came to he
