“Do not be insulted. All of this was by your design.” I shook my head in defiance. “My design?” His eyes flashed with tolerant amusement as if I were a naïve child, unaware I had offered him the world. “Yes, you cheated death. You created a tear in the veil between the living and the dead, giving me a chance to slip through.” His nostrils flared. “Although I was not the only one, it seems.”
