Without hesitation, she said, “You become nephilim.” “Bingo. The worst sort of monster.” “Nephilim aren’t monsters.” My head jerked back in surprise. “I . . . agree.” I leaned forward. “But don’t voice that too loudly around here. I think we’re the only two people who share this belief.” “I like sharing something with you, Celeste.” My heart gave a slow, painful squeeze, but then the squeezing was replaced by total stillness. “I didn’t tell you my name. How do you know my name?” She bit the inside of her cheek as though in deep concentration before a huge grin split her face. “My head told it
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