CHAPTER 83: TOO LATE

FREYA'S POV:

My consciousness continues to flicker in and out of my body continuously for a while.

I'm unable to stay awake long enough to think up another escape route, or even anything at all.

My only companions are the vague dreams of Silas.

Short and brief moments where his skin glistens softly like the moons light, and his smile appears even more beautiful than I can remember. His warm embraces and the sweet sound of his laughter.

It's a surprise I can dream up ...