"Is that you?" Ares's brows drew in confusion. It better not be what he's thinking, it can't be. Last time he saw her she was all fine, then how?"Mum," He mumbled, inching closer. Her hands stopped on his built chest as her lips began to quiver, "It's really you" she fell into his embrace. Her warmth felt nostalgic, god knows how much he has missed it. He retaliated with her gesture encircling his biceps around her. She broke into sobs, "Ares. It's you" she repeated, finding it surreal. He fought back the chuckle that slipped. "Yes Mum, it is. Come on, let's get you inside" he ushers shutting the door behind. She held onto his hand for support, "You could take to the couch, we have a lot of catching up to do" she says her tune drenched with weariness."Is something wrong with your sight?" He couldn't help but ask. She smiled a sad one as he settled her down on the worn out couch. "Come, seat"Ares sat next to her, she got a hold of his hand. "A lot has happened ever since the
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