She woke with the strong feeling of being watched by a predator. Her eyelids flew open, and she stared into orange and green eyes. He leaned over her, and she had the strong feeling that he'd been staring at her for hours, waiting for her to wake.
"You will give me my soul now." The tender lover of the night before was gone. His face had no expression. His eyes looked glassy, impenetrable.
She'd planned to lie to him, pretend to give him a soul. Instead, the truth rushed out of her mouth. "I lost my soul the day I lost my sister." No, she corrected, I threw it away the day I betrayed my sister. "I have nothing left to give you."
"Siblings share souls, too?" He didn't sound curious. He sounded like a cyborg who wanted to pound something.