"About how we share a mate."
That sentence echoed in my head as I watched Poseidon clean Bexley up. He seemed to know where everything was too. Bexley was gone to the world. She wasn't limp, and she didn't stay still though. She moved around a lot, giving Poseidon a hard time. She even kicked him in the face at one point, making me laugh.
I watched the way he was with her. It was caring, but... something was off. I don't understand it.
And, of course, now I'm stone-cold sober. My mate had me cu.mming so hard, it knocked all the liquor out of me. At least, that's what it feels like.
Now I'm faced with everything I've been hiding from over the years. The betrayal from the very friend in front of me. What The Fates did to me. How I'd been slowly shutting myself away from everyone and eve
