Chapter 243: The Moment For Which I Was Created

I shivered but nodded, looking back and forth between Mia and Zoe, refusing to even glance at Belaisle. What was his role in this? I didn't want to know, though I suspected. Hated him for being here at all, as if I needed more reason for that hate beyond the usual.

Leave it to me to find more layers against him.

He was me, wasn't he? Okay, so face it then, Hayle. It was me and Zoe and Mia and him. But that left Trill... and Gabriel. I gasped when I remembered my son, bit my lower lip so hard it bled. How did I forget? How could I? My darling boy, my sweets, the soul of Creator, limp and dead in my arms as the Universe expired-

"Syd." Trill sighed. "I'm sorry." When she stepped aside I was surprised and, then again, not so much to see him there, smiling up at me.

Gabriel.