CHAPTER 61

Verania’s Point of View

I was about to quicken my pace through the hospital's corridor when I abruptly halted, my gaze fixing on Ares. He was strolling casually, a basket in one hand, its contents seemingly a collection of fruits.

Here he was again, at the hospital. What could be the reason for his presence now?

My heart quickened its rhythm as our eyes met, and a surge of emotions threatened to overwhelm me. Earlier, I had wanted to initiate a conversation, but now, with him standing right in front of me, I found myself wishing to dissolve into the ground. It was puzzling why my demeanor had shifted so drastically from what I had intended.

I involuntarily blinked in surprise as I noticed Clara beside him. So, they were together...

A thought occurred to me: were they the only ones who had come here? Did they not have any bodyguards or companions accompanying them? What if something befell Ares again?

Pushing aside the rising sense of embarrassment within me, I gathered my courage and