Chapter 360: At Odds III

What did I just do?

Athena asked herself for the third time as she stood naked before the bathroom mirror, hands limp by her sides, her eyes shrouded in untamed misery.

Bathed in the glow of the fluorescent lights, she believed she had made a hasty, wrong decision an hour ago—blinded by her desire to be distracted.

Why did love make a mess of things? She wondered, picking up her toothbrush.

How could she be a strong woman in her career, in her non-romantic affairs—a model of excellence and woman power—and yet not stick to her decision of needing space from sex and the matters that went with it?

Why had she turned to it when swamped with frustrations? Why had she used Antonio?

She brushed her teeth forlornly, remembering the moment with Antonio. She wasn’t sure what to think of it.

He had finished early—so excited had he been at the reality presented to him on a platform of gold that he had finished early. Barely five minutes in.

He had apologised profusely for it after coming down from the high, promising it would be better the second time. But in the time it took him to prop himself up and get ready again, she had lost the zeal for it—had started questioning her stupid choice.

She didn’t stop him, though, when he eased into her the second time. No—she accepted it, needing to throw away the distractions that had threatened to swamp her in multiplied folds.

She recalled the sex.

It was... not bad.

Antonio was a good lover. She was the one at fault, with her comparing his thrusts, his agility, to a certain someone.

Maybe that was why it had taken longer than necessary for her to reach the high Antonio seemed to have settled into permanently during the exercise.

Touching her had seemed to be enough for him—enough to throw him over.

She rinsed her mouth a second time, dropped her brush, and walked into the shower room.

Standing under the spray, she exhaled greatly after a long inhale, shaking her head, hands still limp at her sides.

What did I just do?

And why in the world am I getting teary?

She touched her eyes, wiping at them furiously. No tears! she screamed mentally, but that only served to loosen the dam.

If she hadn’t been celibate since her separation from Ewan years ago, she would have thought herself pregnant, with the abrupt surge of emotion.

But she was not.

she decided—inhale,

told him she had no strength to use the bathroom when they were done. He would know it was a lie if

could he

she left the bathroom, Antonio was still

room, he looked peaceful, like a baby.

just too stupid to appreciate the

her wardrobe and slipped into it smoothly, making a mental note to drop by the pharmacy

happened unplanned—seconded by Antonio’s inability to pull out quickly,

make a

last glance at the sleeping Antonio, she stalked out

stopped when she

head. She tried

What the—?

the cussing. Were her children

she was pulled inside the room—or rather, she went willingly with the soft

both still awake?" she started, seeing Kathleen hanging by the

teddy bear clock on the wall opposite their beds. Midnight.

Kathleen Caddels. Why are

crossed at their backs, heads

to my question." Athena wouldn’t let herself be bought by their puppy faces. She

Couldn’t sleep. Aunt Chelsea read us some books, we pretended to be asleep because she

too. We had to release

sleep wasn’t coming, so we decided to do other

"Like?"

with guilt. She could have tucked her children in. They would have slept under

with Antonio, when she had been

Shame unto her.

we were just picking out clothes for our outing on

falling limply to her sides. "An outing? Why am

Godfather at every turn..." Kathleen pointed out with a

let you know when Godfather lets

finally gotten Kathee besotted with him, Athena thought lamely, holding in a

arrange a meeting without informing her? Was he taking her mercy

"Mom..."

Nathaniel’s knowing gaze, she knew she had been

you can hang out with

are coming with us too.

Kathleen’s words. "He

happy smile on her face. "You are

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