Summer P. O. V.
Uncle Robert came back home from the hospital a few hours later. He had a bandage that covered half of his face, the other half was decorated by a purple bruise. One of his hands had a full cast indicating that it was broken. He saw me standing in the living room but immediately avoided my gaze.
To be honest, it made me feel slightly scared after seeing him in that state because it showed how dangerous Ares truly was. But, at the same time, I felt giddy. He did me a favor. I can actually sleep at night now.
Aunt Margaret left the room leaving me alone with him. He finally looked at me.
"Yy...you...you did this."He stammered, revealing his broken tooth.
I feigned shock and gasped. "What do you mean? I was at school the whole time!"
"This was all your fault. Your stupid
