Chloe sniffled quietly.It no longer smelled like dirty oil.

Actually, it smelt like... Nathaniel.

Chloe, who was still in between realms, frowned. She tried to recall how she got home.

But all she recalled was giving Markings a response.

She had no choice. Though she hated it, she had to agree to help him. That was the only way to ensure she wouldn't be exposed in the most gruelling way.

The only option she was now left with, would be to juggle the issue by pretending to help Markings and ...