Chapter 369: Therapy II

Was this a joke of the universe?

Were the Fates getting off at this play—throwing Ewan in her face at every slightest opportunity? Were they that eager to make her unravel, to make her finally drag her hair in frustration?

And worse? He sat there, sipping from a mug—tea or whatever—as if she hadn’t stepped in, as if he hadn’t heard her voice, as if he hadn’t heard her name, as if she wasn’t even present.

Was this what they had come to? She wondered, still watching him, shock yet coloring her features and stance. This wasn’t what she had in mind when she had told him to stop invading her space.

Couldn’t they be friends? Couldn’t he at least look at her with a smile, with a greeting, like before? Was it really all or nothing?

"Doctor Athena, are you okay? You can have your seat, please... Don’t worry about my friend, he will be leaving soon."

A pause, where Damian kicked Ewan’s foot. "Right about now."

And Athena couldn’t help but ponder if Damian had been in the gang too, if he had been the doctor of the gang. She wouldn’t be surprised; nothing surprised her anymore.

Yet standing, she watched, heart on a balance, as Ewan got to his feet, flashed a Cheshire grin at his friend, then faced her and Susan—who, she was sure, was wondering what was going on between them.

"Athena. Susan."

He only smiled when he looked at Susan, Athena noted, nostrils flaring in annoyance.

"How are you doing?" he asked, directed at Susan too.

Susan developed a spring to her steps, covering the distance between her and Ewan, engaging in idle talk, teeth flashing, while Damian looked on with mild

you then," Ewan finished, then walked past

you fight again?" Susan

talking and laughing with him? I didn’t know you two were that close." Athena didn’t recognize the

And it’s why I am surprised that you aren’t that way with him any longer. Did something happen? You two were tight a couple of days ago—what happened? I thought you accepted being friends for the

he could mess with her

the apartment, momentarily stunned when she opened the door and

anger displaced somewhat. So, she

silence, watching him cuss, watching him ruffle his hair—which begged for her touch—watching him kick the tires and

yes, she loved it that he was mad, that she wasn’t

with a patronizing smile, all while realizing that she had missed the presence of his car in the compound because she

that her car wasn’t in the compound. Where

cut off when Ewan turned fully to her, his eyes—which had been full of emotions earlier—going

he asked aloofly when she stopped before him,

came out to ask you questions before you

"And...?"

her lower lip—deriving sick pleasure when

are you avoiding me?" she found

Is it a crime now,

shook her head. "Of course

licked her lower lip—unconsciously, to

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