How long had she been observing me?
How long had she kept her distance as Clarissa slowly died, all the while she desperately needed her help?
Selene had made herself mortal, cloaking in the image of an old lady, and merely watched me as if I were a form of entertainment. But why?
Why show herself to me with answers that I hadn’t yet needed? It seemed odd that she would dangle something like that before my eyes, only to run off and never show herself again.
What was she playing at?
“ARGH!” Clarissa screamed loudly, breaking my thoughts.
I looked back down at her as she began to shake violently and cursed under my breath.
What the hell was I meant to do now? How was I going to find Selene? She didn’t exactly leave her business card behind. Just where did a Goddess like to hang out during their mortal-life vacation?
How far—.
But then another memory came to mind.
Because I’d once asked this very question in another life.
A prior version of me had tried to track down Selene, asking the o
