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Fifth Intermission

FREYA

Um.

Yeah.

What. The. Fuck?

Excuse me while I interrupt this depression-fest.

Confused? Yeah, you’re meant to be.

Although, I shouldn’t be. Yet, I’m so fucking lost, it’s not even funny anymore.

Hecate has shit to answer for because this is not everything She disclosed. Deviation happened today and I will get answers! Maybe it’s Her obsession with free will. Maybe it’s something else. But once Harlow and Alec get their happy ending—wait? Will there be a happy ending for them now?

Shit.

There’s supposed to be. If they don’t, then everything else falls to apart.

Harlow was supposed to lose the black magick, not accept it. I didn’t foresee any of this. Hecate left so much out, so who the fuck knows what else She’s hiding.

I despise being in the dark. And yes, that was meant to be funny. Punny. Ha-ha… No? Dead crowd.

‘Kay, oops. No, that time it wasn’t supposed to be a pun. Insensitive, I know.

I’ll shut up now.

Her death—and his…that’s new.

Fuck.

I’m too anxious for popcorn this time.