Page 92 of My Instant Karma


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“What happens?”

“Iwill claim you.”

“Delivering my soul to the afterlife or to work for you?” That makes a big difference.

“I would offer someone like you a choice.”

“What about Dante?” I stroke his bare shoulder, gazing at him and worrying about our future. “What about our teammates?”

Death takes a moment to answer. “Are you asking for this one to be your partner?”

“Only if he wants it too,” I say.

Death’s energy wraps around Dante’s frozen form as if weighing his soul. “He was not meant to be one of my agents.” He pauses for a moment, as if thinking. “However, considering your request, before I could consider this one worthy of my work, he must face his shadow side.”

“What aboutmyshadow side?”

“You have had nothing but shadow, all while keeping a grasp on your light. You continuously fight against the full force of humanity’s darkness. With this one’s encouragement, you are now fully embracing your light as well as your dark. A death agent must be in balance. However, this one in your bed is not balanced. The most devastating reason he’s not ready is because his heart and soul have suffered from performing his acts for Instant Karma.”

“Doing our karma jobs ruins our souls?”

“Instant Karma is not a proper goddess. She abuses your souls to power herself.”

“You don’t think he can heal and balance himself?”

“All human souls can heal, given enough incentive and time.” Death’s hooded gaze turns toward me again. “Tessa, do you want someone who never puts someone else before himself?”

“Never?” I frown. “That seems like a blanket statement. He has shown me kindness and put my needs first.”

“What would you do for him in return?” Death asks.

That feels like a loaded question, and coming from Death, that’s not good.

I bite my lip as I think, then say, “I would do what someone does for the one they love.”

Death nods slowly. “Good answer. You have grown much since your youth.”

My youth? Has Death taken a particular interest in me too?

I blink, and Death vanishes. Dante exhales, indicating time has resumed.

I brush his hair from his forehead with my fingertips and trail a line down his strong jaw.

Dante cracks open his eyes as he senses my erratic emotions. “What’s wrong?”

“Do you trust me?” I ask in response.

“Yeah.” He looks worried and sits up, his eyes scanning the room. He picks up the residual energy. “You okay?”

“I am. We’ll talk later.” I kiss him lightly on the lips. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Dante pulls me into his arms, enveloping me with his sandalwood-scented love. Pressed against his solid chest, I get lost in the beat of his heart.

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EPIPHANY

Epiphany is defined as a manifestation of a divine or supernatural being, or as a moment of sudden revelation or insight. I had both during my visit with Death.

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