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Athena
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“No, I-I was just wondering,” Clio says, and I look away, knowing my face will reveal my intentions if I don’t take a second. I open my mouth after I’ve composed myself, but close it again, deciding not to push.
I have to be careful. I don’t have all the time in the world, but I will have to find some other way to push; maybe I won’t even have to—maybe the idea has already been planted.
After we finish drinking our tea, we chat for a bit, and I tell her I have to go, adding that she also needs to rest since tomorrow might be exhausting.
Her expression immediately morphs into one of dread the moment I mention tomorrow as she follows me to my feet. We share a hug that we linger in before pulling back while I assure her she’s going to be okay.
“Eve
