Lily’s pov.

“I’m-,” Alex stutters, “I’m… the goddess’s direct descendant. When it’s time… I will leave. To become the goddess.”

Beatrice’s eyes widened impossibly large while a gasp tore out of her.

“You’ll… leave?” She whispered so quietly I almost didn’t hear her.

“Yes,” Alex says softly, “and I’m hoping you’ll come with me.”

Beatrice’s eyes fill with tears. She tries to blink them away, but they just keep falling.

I stand there ...