Chapter 16

Ares.

I opened the door to my room quietly, walking in without any noise then closed the door. Hera was lying sideways on the bed, her phone in her face.

It was almost dinner time, and she still hadn't come down. In fact, she hadn't come down since our little conversation this morning. And I hadn't come up too. In fact, I didn't know she'd be up here. I thought she'd want to be alone, and she knew I could come here anytime, so she'd go somewhere. But no, she came here instead.

As I walked further into the room, she didn't act as though she saw me. Like she didn't know I was in the house.

I frowned, walking around the bed to her back, and peering into her phone. “Stalker much?“

The phone fell to her stomach instantly as she scrambled up into a sitting position. Her hair has been made into a single neat braid. My lips twitch, wondering who had done that for her. Hera always makes her hair in a pony or a bun. She never braids it and rarely wears it down. Probably because she did