Chapter 262

[Cordelia]

I close my eyes. This can't be real. It must just be the stress of the evening getting underneath my skin. Angelica was buried. Her body was brought out from beneath the rubble. I saw her body. She was dead when they pulled her out.

Atlas was also dead and I saw his body too...

"Are you okay," Dad asks and I blink my eyes open, smiling, pretending that I'm not secretly chilled to my core.

"I'm fine," I lie as I scan the room briefly. After the stunt Atlas pulled, I understood that anything is possible and that things are often not what they seem on the surface. Angelica might be dead, or not. The one thing I know for certain is that she isn't really a ghost. Ghosts aren't real. Either she's here, my mind is playing tricks on me, or Magnus is trying to scare me. Either way, hallucination or party crasher, I know I'm not being haunted.

But I can deal with this later. Right now, there is a nervous, handsome man waiting for me at the end of this very long aisle. He's waited