Chapter 75

MAEVE’S POV

The last thing I remembered was the mortuary attendant, injecting me with an unknown fluid which knocked me out immediately.

And when I opened my eyes again, I saw someone who looked like me.

But this person was like a male version of myself.

Although the resemblance wasn't 100%, it was at least 89% and that was a big deal.

Was my mind playing tricks with or was this how Hades wanted to punish me?

The guy who looked like me walked to me and began waving his palm above my eyes to confirm if I was really awake.

But I still laid stiff on the bed and just my eyes were opened.

It was when I began to feel the urge to kill that I realized that maybe I was alive.

But I pushed the thoughts aside because there was no way I could feel that urge anymore.

Not when the person who made me feel the urge in the first place was now dead.

“Except…” I mumbled and my brows creased before I jolted up into a sitting position on the bed I was lying on.

Sitting in the wheelchair in front of me wa