I fell asleep easily that first night. It was not like the first night I spent alone after Luc and Gaella abandoned me: I was physically strong, and my heart was filled with hope and excitement about the future.
I was not afraid this time.
I didn’t let myself think about what Ares was doing. I trusted him, and I knew that he would not have done anything to hurt me, but the idea of Zaahra trying to take advantage of the fact I was not going to be around made my skin crawl.
It wasn’t even the idea of them sleeping together that bothered me; I knew that I had nothing to be threatened by. I just didn’t like the idea of Zaahra pretending I didn’t exist.
She reminded me too much of Gaella, and it made me shudder to imagine the kind of life she would have chosen for us if she had to describe
