By the time I got home, I was completely and utterly exhausted. Although Cara hadn’t dared to say anything about Hera again, whether it was something good or bad, it hadn’t completely stopped her from speaking. She had been quiet for no more than ten minutes, and then she had started to talk again. It had been one of the most draining conversations that I had ever been forced to have, and I couldn’t even begin to imagine how her family—who had to put up with her talking on a constant basis—managed to survive, managed to deal with it.
But of course, people tended to be much less sociable around the immediate family that they had grown up around, and chances were that that was what the case was here, which meant that I was most probably the only unlucky victim in this scenario.
I came to
