Chapters (36)
- DEDICATION
- MORE BOOKS BY SCARLETT ST. CLAIR
- PART I
- CHAPTER I - A TOUCH OF DOUBT
- CHAPTER II - A TOUCH OF DUPLICITY
- CHAPTER III - A TOUCH OF INJUSTICE
- CHAPTER IV - A TOUCH OF WARNING
- CHAPTER V - ROYAL TREATMENT
- CHAPTER VI - LOVER’S QUARREL
- CHAPTER VII - TRUCE
- CHAPTER VIII - ABDUCTION
- CHAPTER IX - A TOUCH OF POISON
- CHAPTER X - GOD OF MUSIC
- CHAPTER XI - UNRAVELING
- PART II
- CHAPTER XII - THE DESCENT INTO HELL
- CHAPTER XIII - A TOUCH OF PANIC
- CHAPTER XIV - INIQUITY
- CHAPTER XV - A NETWORK OF SECRETS
- CHAPTER XVI - BREAKING POINT
- CHAPTER XVII - THE PLEASURE DISTRICT
- CHAPTER XVIII - THE FURIES
- CHAPTER XIX - GODDESS OF SPRING
- CHAPTER XX - COMPETITION
- CHAPTER XXI - A TOUCH OF BETRAYAL
- CHAPTER XXII - THE SEVEN MUSES
- CHAPTER XXIII - THE SOLSTICE CELEBRATION
- PART III
- CHAPTER XXIV - A TOUCH OF MADNESS
- CHAPTER XXV - COLLECTING PIECES
- CHAPTER XXVI - A TOUCH OF SERENITY
- CHAPTER XXVII - EMPOWERMENT
- CHAPTER XXVIII - A TOUCH OF RUIN
- THANK YOU FOR READING!
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“Of course, it is your decision,” the doctor said. “I’ll give you some time to think on it. If you have any questions, please, let me know.”
Persephone turned and ran down the hallway to the bathroom. She barely made it to the toilet before vomiting, and when nothing else came out, she heaved.
It took her far longer to compose herself than she imagined and by the time she made it to Lexa’s room, Eliska was alone. She looked up when Persephone entered and smiled.
“Hi, Persephone,” she said.
“Hi, Mrs. Sideris. I hope I’m not bother you. I should have told you I was coming.”
“It’s fine, dear.” Eliska stretched. “If you’re going to be here for a bit, I think I’ll take a walk…”
Persephone managed a nod and a small smile. When Eliska left, she sat on Lexa’s bed and carefully took her hand in her own. Her skin was bruised from the IV and discolored from the tape they used to secure all the tubes going into her body.
Guilt settled heavily on her shoulders. She had failed to find a cure for Lexa’s injuries. The ventilator breathed for her, kept her body going, and Lexa’s parents wanted to take her off.
It was Persephone’s worst fear realized.
What would be so terrible about seeing her enter the Underworld?
It was a question that should have a simple answer, but it was more complicated than that, and on the heels of Hades’ proposal, the truth of her agonizing thoughts were exposed. What if she and Hades weren’t meant to be together forever? What if she lost access to the Underworld and the souls? That would mean she would lose contact with Lexa, too.
She recognized that even when she and Hades had broken up, the God of the Dead had allowed her to retain his favor. She could have gone to the Underworld at any point and visited the souls, but she hadn’t. The thought of going had been too painful and filled her with anxiety—that wouldn’t change if they split again.
“I don’t know if you can hear me,” Persephone said. “But I have so much to tell you.”
As she held Lexa’s hand, she launched into a summary of everything that had happened to her.
She talked about Kal’s ultimatum.
“I should have told you the moment it happened,” she paused and laughed a little. “I’m sure you would have told me to quit—go off and start my own newspaper or something.”
She told her about Hades’ deal with Apollo and how she foiled his plan to meet without her. She talked about Iniquity and all the things she’d learned about Hades.