Eve
I still had Elliot in my arms as I watched them try to restrain Lucinda. Gammas had been deployed to hold her, and each tried their best to clamp her limbs down without hurting her.
Her growls, howls, and sobs created a painful harmony that made my stomach tighten into a hard knot.
"Take their children." But her voice was masculine, booming—enough to send a shiver down my spine.
Monte knelt beside his wife, his frail frame quivering from the weight of watching her battle with compulsions.
"Lucinda, please, if... you... can hear me."
His voice was unstable, his face etched with so much grief and hopelessness that I had to look away from him.
It pulled me back to a time when I had begged Hades to snap out of the devilish haze that the Flux had dragged him into. Begged him to come back to me...
Watching someone I cared for have to go through the same was gut-wrenching.
