evermore || sebastian sallow

chapter 52 - borrowed time

chapter 52 - borrowed time

Fury would be an understatement for what I was feeling as Marvolo Gaunt stood in place of Sebastian Sallow.

This was such an enchanting space he had created to extend our magical night, perhaps until the sun embraced the moon, so to have him absent from here...it shattered more than my heart.

Even with the string of lights flickering on the trees, and the candles littered on the forest floor, Marvolo sucked out all the light and happiness of this space.

I unstrapped my wand from my thigh buried under my skirts and pointed it at Marvolo, my hand shaking from seething indignation.

"What have you done?!" I roared, beginning to feel my ancient magic seep through my veins.

His lips curled into a malicious smile. "What I should have done a long time ago," he answered, pacing back and forth in front of me in an arrogant stance. "But I had to play my cards right." He stopped, looking directly at me.

I couldn't take it anymore, tears were daring to escape behind my eyelids with every beating of my pulse against my skin.

Sebastian... where was he?

Air was starting to feel thin, but anger was fueling my adrenaline right now, so I let it.

"I'm done playing with you, Marvolo," I spat. "CRU—"

I screamed and fell to my knees before I could finish the spell, a scratchy female voice appearing behind me as she cast a spell. My wand fell on the ground as a rope bound itself around my middle, tying my hands behind my back. The rope tightened until I felt my ribs hurt, my skin turning red where the rope burned. But I didn't care as I glared at Morphina coming around to stand beside Marvolo, her wand pointed at me while she sneered.

Morphina clicked her tongue. "This is what happens when you disobey," she said, pouting mockingly at me.

My chest heaved, anger pouring out of me. "What," I breathed, air escaping my lungs little by little and not enough to refill it in time, "have you done to him?!"

"Not to worry, you can see him again." Marvolo walked to me and crouched until he was at my height while my knees were on the ground. "If you bring me the wand."

"I already told you, I do not have it!" I boomed, struggling with the binds on my wrist.

"Do. Not. LIE TO ME," he growled, snatching my neck and squeezing until it hurt. "Funny thing about your friends? They're quite the talkers. Couldn't stop talking about the two of you."

My face fell at the realization. At this point, I could barely breathe. We had been so careful. Not many knew about us, and there was no way my friends would say anything unless...