Chapter 80 – Our Own Hands
- “Where’s her voice!?” Anton shouts the moment we arrive back in my room, glaring hard at Nic. He moves close to me, cupping my cheeks in his hands.
- “I – I don’t know,” Nic stumbles out, holding a hand up towards me. “Death took it – he can give it back – but –“
- “Can you get it back for her!?”