Ares||
Fortunately, Asher didn’t make more arguments. He stomped out of the room, and I focused my energy on hydrating Phoenix.
With the weakness in her voice, I figured she wouldn’t be able to hold the glass of water on her own, so I sat close to her and held the glass to her face, aiming for her lips.
“Try to drink just a little,” I encouraged as I reached the glass closer.
Her neck stirred in my direction, and I saw the defiance gloom within her as she slowly shook her head.
“I can… I can do it myself,” she whispered, trying to grab the glass from me but I moved it away from her reach.
“You can barely speak,” Came my response but she refused to give in.
“I can drink water… on my own.” She struggled —feebly trying and failing yet again.
Her will to push people away was very stro
