Athena POV
‘That motherf*cker’. Ares growls, and I share her sentiment. I manage to keep a neutral outward appearance, however.
My eyes catch the banes of my existence standing together, with a smirk plastered across their faces. The cockroach reaches to kiss Jerry, and I feel the all-too-familiar chest pains again. Although they have become more dull in the past days, I must say. Perhaps the bond is weakening. Or perhaps we have grown accustomed to real pain by now.
I won’t let them see any of it though, not even a slight discomfort. I have always refused to show them any pain or weakness whatsoever, and today won’t be any different. Nor will tomorrow be. In fact, I find myself smiling. Smiling that they will be together, instead of destroying an innocent person’s life.
My eyes the
