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.

paper bag and a takeout

says, lifting it slightly. "Lemon and ginger. Just how you

how I like

Alex ever notice something like

reach for it. I don't move. I'd rather

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

Hate?

Hate?

I feel for him goes beyond hate, I fucking

I snap.


rage, the grief, the

doing, Alex?" My voice cuts through the room like a blade. "What is this? We work together to punish your little bitch of an ex,

"Athena-"

hate you! I hate

like I slapped

my son. The same son you accused me of killing, in front of your

them fall. I won't break in

never see me

Not in this life.

get the

move at first. His eyes stay on me, full of something I can't

remorse.

said get the fuck out, Alex," I snarl,


"Athena, I-"

I yell, my breath laboured, and

all he has done, he thinks walking in here with a stupid cup of lemon tea will

rush in and assess the

best you leave. You're

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