"Has he inquired more about that?" Reggie asked as I passed him, dumping bits of fruit and bread in the trash. "Only every day, in some way or fashion," I said, heading back to the balcony. "And what do you tell him?" A harsh laugh left me as I knelt. "Oh, I say, yeah, babe. So we had a mark. It only formed when you died, and I threatened the universe to get you back. It was there for a while, then disappeared, and fate and I have no idea what that means. Oh, by the way, did I mention you died?" I glared at Reggie as I stood up, making my way back inside to the trash. "How did he take it?"
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