Ares
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I can feel Raven's gaze on me as I carry her into the living room, but I don't know how to face her. If not for me, she wouldn't be in this situation. I should've tried harder to convince Hannah. I should've gone after her when I was notified that she left the country. Instead, I sat back and watched our lives go up in flames, making Raven pay the ultimate price.
"I need a drink," I tell Raven the moment I put her down. I turn away from her and walk toward my liquor cabinet, pouring myself a whiskey neat.
"Make that two," she says as she sits down on the sofa.
Her hands tremble as she takes the glass from me, and I tear my gaze away, throwing my drink back before instantly refilling it. For some reason, I'm reminded of the way I kissed her today, the way she kissed meback.
