Sweet Obsession (Dark Olympus #8)

7

Icarus

I know Poseidon expected me to be a good little captive and stay put like he commanded, but I’m not the kind of person to let an opportunity pass me by. Survival is the only thing that matters. Maybe if I think that enough times, it’ll actually feel true. I know it’s what my sister would want. I promised her I’d meet her in Brazil, and the only way I can do that is if I’m alive and free when Carnaval comes around next year. The thought of everything standing between me and a reunion with her is almost enough to drive me from the new bed that was made up while I was in the bathroom, as pristine as if violence never happened here. I am so godsdamned tired. Tired of fighting. Tired of failing.

But Ariadne committed the most unforgivable act in existence to keep me alive—she killed our father. Apparently I do have some honor within me because I can’t let my baby sister bathe her hands in blood on my behalf, only for me to die a few days later.