I hated it when Ares spoke to me like that. I knew that he felt sorry for me, but seeing it in his eyes and hearing the pity in his voice was different, and it made me feel worse about what I had been through.
Luc did what he thought was the right thing. I hated it, and I was miserable about it, but I could live with it.
If it was nothing more than abuse then I was weak for living that way, no matter what he said.
“You wanted to travel overnight, and now we’re wasting time sitting around doing nothing. Let me know when you’re ready to leave.”
He looked at me, and I thought he was going to apologize at first, but he just stood up and muttered that there was no point sitting around any longer.
We walked in an uncomfortable silence for a while after that, but he stayed close by my
