In the life Hera lived, it wasn't an exaggeration to consider her a woman at the top of the world. Not only she was capable in every aspect of life, but she was also untouchable. No one had ever stood in her way and survived the catastrophe she was.
But today, in this body, she felt powerless for the first time.
The moment her eyes fell on Sebastian, she thought of countless ways to avenge and quench her anger. However, she couldn't. Even when she knew her son got hurt, she couldn't do anything but spew a few threats.
'At moments like this, I wish I was Hera.' Heaven lowered her head until the water in the bathtub was over her lips. She hugged her knees underneath the waters, recalling the arrogant child who hurt her son. 'If I were her, I would've done something.'
Lies.
