Chapter 97

Ares walked into the house half tipsy, it was so quiet he assumed Sara was asleep and Anna was retired for the night.

He sauntered to the bedroom, taking his shoes off as he went.

Just like he assumed, Sara was curled up in bed, with the duvet halfway up her body.

Her pale shoulders perked from under the duvet and her hair was sprawled across the pillow.

She looked pretty and peaceful, like a child who had no care in the world.

He envied her for that, he could not sleep, like his mind was too ladened to leave him to sleep that peacefully.

Her lips were slightly parted, and she let out little airy breaths with every exhale.

Deciding to brush his teeth and shower before getting in bed, he threw his clothes into the hamper and walked into the bathroom.

His thoughts raced between Eve, Sara, and Hermes as the water washed over his body.

He would cry, but he had trained himself to be a strong man and take on whatever challenge that life threw at him and this was not going to be a

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