HADES' POV
That woman, she lives like cruelty never touched any part of her skin. She was talking with an abvious excitement as if I'm an old friend when in fact we just met more than a week ago. She's naive and so bold to unfold her sides with everybody even with someone she just met.
How about me? I'm just a damned soul with dark secrets, dark past and f****d up life. I'm good at shutting my dirty mouth and I mastered the art of detaching myself from others, I'm a master of both pretending and manipulating but everything goes the other way around when that naive little kitten is just around the corner.
This may sounds f*****g cliche but I'm starting to f*****g bare myself to her. This isn't f*****g good now that the useless heart that I buried long ago starts to crawl from its cement
