She glanced up to see something she’d never seen before: Edilio, his face transformed by dark anger. She took a step back. He said, “Talk, Astrid. Now.” Astrid swallowed hard. She tried to think of something to say and failed. She was not strong enough to say no to him. She felt her resistance crumble. She felt her own surrender. The coolly logical part of her mind noted almost sardonically that Edilio had a superpower after all: being Edilio.
