Page 39 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

I Stilled

Everything around me felt thick

and heavy as though

I could not breathe and my heart was

about to stop. We were immortals.

How could this happen to one

of us? I felt myself falling to the

ground, tears unable to form, blurry

vision, throat tight like a thousand

different storms trying to break

through my skin. I wanted to crawl

outside of this hurricane-skin

that was holding me in.

‘Are you saying,’

I whispered,

‘that my mother

is dead ?’