“What does it really look like?"
"I can show you," he purrs, letting the light settle in his palm. "Say the word, and I will lay your own soul bare before you. Surrender, and I promise, the last thing you see will be the truth."
There it is again.
One time salt, and the next honey, and each designed to cover poison.
Addie looks at the ring, lets herself linger on it one last time, and then forces her gaze up past the light to meet the dark.
"You know," she says, "I think I'd rather live and wonder.”