Chapter 63
There was a lot about Coleum that I hated. That it had taken my life away. That I’d been on the run constantly since here. But try as I might, I could not hate Apollo. Even when he was at his worst, he was always trying to make sure that I was safe. Even if he had desperate actions. But standing there in the Artemis temple, looking up at the diamonds that had been used to make the starry ceiling, I remembered that there were parts of Coleum that I loved.
That included Apollo. The knowledge that he might not make it out of this madness alive. That I might not make it out alive, but he was doing everything that he could to make sure I knew how to escape.
I clutched his hand.
“What would it take to get you to walk away?” I asked.
“Honestly?” he said. “I’d have to have not
