Violet 

I watched him walk away, my heart pounding so hard it almost hurt.

I didn’t even know why I felt this nervous or scared, or whatever this mess in my head was.

Roman hadn’t done anything wrong. He had been calm, and polite. But the whole time we sat there, I could barely breathe. My palms wouldn’t stop sweating, and every time his eyes met mine, I felt like my thoughts scattered into pieces. And now, as his back disappeared from my view, I could finally exhale. But it didn’t help. The nerves were still there.

How was I supposed to tell him the truth about Hades and me?...