“Is this the way that things are going to be now? You’re going to disappear for one week and then call me in the next?”
I rolled my lips, accepting what Hades was saying to me, accepting his toned down version of a temper tantrum. I knew that he had a valid point for saying everything that he was saying right now, which only made it worse, because I knew that I needed to take everything that was coming to me. It was my own fault that he was doing this, and that was that.
I should have called you sooner.
“I don’t even have an excuse.”
“I didn’t think that you would.”
There was a minute or two of awkward silence, for neither one of us spoke. Hades allowed his anger to simmer down, while I allowed my guilt to grow within me like the seed of a plant. Hades and I had al
