Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Hera

“Do you like Chicago?“ Ares asked as we walked down the air stairs. We haven't said anything else since my outburst earlier, and I've been scared he'd go back to treating me like I don't exist, as usual.

“I don't know,” I answered slowly, wondering why the hell he was asking me that question. What does it matter if I like Chicago or not? We're leaving anyway.

And I do like Chicago. I like his Condo, to be specific. Not like I've had the time to tour the city, given the fact that I've been locked up day and night with no one's company but myself. And Adela.

And the advantage of that is that I've had the time to explore the apartment. And it isn't like there's anything much to explore. Just checking out the various rooms, trying out many of Ares's shirts and hanging them back neatly before anyone else can notice I've worn it. Wondering if I should text my best friends, and Teresa, but deciding against it because there's nothing much to say. And then the highlight o