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Eros starts shaking his head in disbelief as Elena finishes talking. He looks at me like he's seeing me for the first time ever. He opens his mouth, closes it, then opens it again. »No,« he finally says. Elena and I share a look. »What even is this? How ... Why did she have to tell you about this ... stupid prophecy?« he speaks, his eyes wide open. »Eros ... Do I really need to remind you to control yourself? This is the Gods' will,« Elena tells him sternly. He turns to her angrily. »Do you want to know what I think about the Gods?« he grits through his teeth. I grab his shoulder to stop him from speaking. »Please don't. I don't want you to face their wrath,« I plead, his eyes reflecting my frightened face. »I'm okay ... You know, I didn't want to tell you about this, because I knew how