You're talking to Nero Hades' husband.

Zeno

After we left Nero's father's house, which I believe isn't the place he actually lives in, the day went on.

Damon texted Nero to warn him we left to do some shopping so my husband wouldn't lose his mind when he didn't find me in the bedroom.

Aside from the weird aftertaste of the conversation with Nero's father, I feel fine. He didn't want to tell me more details about the crimes my father had committed, and come to think of it; I don't want to know. It's enough that his image is tainted in my eyes; I don't want to ruin it for good.

I know he's not the best person, but I also understand that we don't choose our parents, so I would rather cling to the good memories, even if those are nothing but lies.

"Will you stop thinking about him? This day is about you, about the cute princess shit we can buy for the baby and the gift we need to get for your husband." Damon nudges my side, and I flash him an apologetic smile.

"You're right. Anyway, I have an idea of what I want to get fo