♱ Chapter • 62 ♱

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱

Loren stared at me for hours as if that alone would make me admit something I hadn’t done -, but when I finally fell asleep, I slipped my fingers across her face and found myself humming a song I long thought I’d forgotten.

My eyes looked for a smiling face near t...