“Foolish child.” Lilith’s voice scraped across my soul like winter frost. “After everything we shared?” I poured more power into Flynn’s lifeless form, feeling my own existence beginning to fracture. “You never shared anything,” I gasped. “You only took. Like them. Like Rodrigo. Like all of them.” The air grew thin as Lilith’s darkness coalesced around us. “Then you choose death? Again?” “No.” I met her terrible gaze. “I choose life. His life. My brother’s happiness.” The cracks in my skin spread wider, purple light bleeding through. “I choose to end this cycle of suffering.”
