ATHENA

I wrap my arms around myself, trying to take a proper breath and decide what

comes next. Isabelle came to check on me, and I was about to rush out when she

relieved me with an update.

Sloane is stable now.

Still unconscious, but stable.

And I'll do whatever it takes to make sure she walks again, even if I have to give her my own damn legs.

The door creaks open.

I glance up.

Alex steps in and pauses mid-step when he sees me awake. I guess he wasn't expecting that.

"Why do you look shocked? Where were you hoping I'd die?" I mock, not bothering to hide my annoyance.

"You're awake?" he says softly, ignoring the insult I just hit him with.

Alexander King? Having a soft voice?

It's strange. All my life, Alex's voice has been clipped and cold.


Not this.

I nod once, my throat dry, feeling like I've swallowed sandpaper.

He walks toward the side of the bed, carefully lowering himself into the chair like he's afraid he'll break me just by existing.

hands is a paper bag

tea," he says, lifting it slightly.

how I like

ever notice something

don't move. I'd rather eat

he continues, his voice barely above a whisper, "but you need

Hate?

Hate?

what I feel for him goes beyond hate, I fucking

I snap.


grief, the exhaustion, it all boils

a blade. "What is this? We work together to punish

"Athena-"

hate you! I hate everything

like I slapped

shaking but clear. "I'll tolerate you for one reason only, my son. The same son you accused me of killing,

vision, but I won't let them fall. I won't

never see me

Not in this life.

get the fuck

at first. His eyes stay on me, full of something I can't read, remorse, maybe. Regret. But this

remorse.

out, Alex,"


"Athena, I-"

GET OUT!" I yell, my breath laboured, and my chest

done, he thinks walking in here with a stupid

in

leave. You're going to stress the patient even

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