ELEVEN

The blinding light did not last long. The moment she adjusted her sight, she realized she was not inside that cursed room anymore.

The walls were awfully familiar and as she roamed her eyes around her, her stomach churned as she recognized the place.

She's back in the underworld.

"Well, your return was certainly not welcomed back there."

She whirled to see the dais where Hades was seated. His throne looked bigger than she remembered and just like before, she felt powerless and scared. But unlike before, she's not unfamiliar with the place. Unlike before, she knows the man sitting on the throne in front of her.

Hades saved her from those monsters but she doesn't want to acknowledge him as her savior. Not when he's the reason why it all happened to her in the first place.

"I know that look," he said. A slight grin curved his lips. "You look like you're moments away from blaming me for everything or raising your clenched fists at me but you know it is futile. So you just stand there and