Chapter 32: Bruised Ego

The phone call took fifteen minutes.

Athena made sure of that.

She smiled when she saw Fiona’s red scrunched face and hard eyes, when she noticed Fiona’s quaking limbs.

She wondered if she should fake a call, maybe stretch it for twenty minutes, to see how long Fiona’s facade would last.

Fifteen minutes didn’t seem long enough again.

After all, hadn’t she knelt for hours in the rain, under the strict orders of Fiona and her mother?

So, she had the right to make another long call!

However, she had some work to do. She also had to pick her children from school.

"How are you feeling, Fiona?"

Fiona stamped down the urge to flare and cuss. She rather sighed, as if she was near the gates of death.

"Athena, I feel sick, to be honest. I’m sorry for kneeling in the first place. I should have asked for your permission. Can I stand? I think I will die if I stay in this position longer."

She placed her shaking hands on Athena’s table as she spoke.

When Athena glared at her, she took it down.

"Please, Athena, I’m sorry. Have mercy on me, please. Forgive me of my wrong behaviors. I had only been an overzealous youth then..."

"So, you are a mature woman now?"

Fiona bobbed her head.

"So why did you cause a ruckus the last time you were here?"

Fiona stayed silent, having no defense anymore.

Instead, she started sobbing very loudly, a few seconds later.

Athena was mildly startled at the swift change of events.

She snickered when a knock sounded on her door, and Ciara popped her head in.

"The doctors complain that the woman is noisy."

"Did you hear her, Fiona? You are noisy. You shouldn’t be that, especially when you are seeking a favor."

"I’m sorry for that." Still weeping. "I’m sorry.

head in derision, and

received your gifts and flowers too. Let the past remain in the past." Athena finally spoke, tired of the charade. She

smile of victory. "So, will you treat

little faint, but she needed Athena’s

with Ewan after all, for twenty percent of

fall to a sitting position on the floor, not believing what

She murmured,

fell from

weren’t

of deep anger and hatred, of frustration

a reply, knowing how crazy

She was right.

at Athena’s subtle

searched the office, with her eyes, for a weapon, any

phone rang then, breaking her

It was her father.

already knew

Athena, the

to do

on her feet, as she

turned to look at Athena. Her nemesis was still poring over her

you coming

want." Athena

for support, for her knees were still shaking. "She might die before the week runs out. You have to come as soon as possible." So that I can put my plans to

sick person. Go away, Fiona.

promised..." Fiona tried again, through gritted teeth, knowing that if her mother died, her father would be too grieved to partake in

Fiona. I said I will come. Now, go.

things had degenerated to this

Athena to begging for mercy

herself with the knowledge of Athena’s upcoming death, and walked away from the

the hospital, she rested on a pillar, opened her bag, and brought out

knelt for more than

out a sarcastic laugh, before placing the cigarette on

sure Athena went through worse, before

herself imagine the different torture techniques she will use

for the

Ewan,

latter now, she will

her shoe, hailed a cab and headed

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