"Hera…you have to talk to me, love. We can't keep doing this. It's not healthy for us. C'mon malyshka, work with me here alright," Angelo said as he pulled away from the hug, just far enough for him to have a proper look at the beauty the goddess had blessed him with.
Even though she looked flustered, she was still beautiful. He was already imagining waking up beside her in bed every day till their immortality ran out or till eternity became something else. She was the best thing that could have happened to him, even with her stubborn nature.
"Don't judge me, please," Hera said as she relayed everything that had been haunting her.
She told him of the nightmares, of her choice to stay away, almost hinting at Gonzalez but careful enough not to mention the sly vampire king. She told him of her horrors, and he listened intently, not wanting to miss even a beat.
