55 Chapter 55

Now standing in front of the fountain was a good-looking boy of around Taylor's age. He looked like someone she should know, with his piercing brown eyes, beguiling dimples, and self-confident grin.

"Who are you" She could still feel the faint echo-ey scratch of the spider's legs on the palm of her hand and she rubbed it again down her dress to wipe off the memory.

"You know who I am, Taaylor."

"Ulysses." She stared at him, struggling to understand how the dark fairy had somehow transformed into a boy. "Why are you so big now And where are your wings"