Sybil sighed looking up from the book that she was reading through. Her gaze looked over the back of the soft couch she was sitting on. Her gaze was thoughtful and looked out the window. She rubbed her healed shoulder. Just a faint pink scar now. Several days had passed since the incident with Varla. She knew that Aries had killed her. Sybil wished he didn’t have to but she also understood. As much as Sybil wished there wasn’t violence in the world. in this one you could not afford to be soft. Aries couldn’t, all she could hope was that it was just and decisions were made fairly. She may have angered her, but Sybil was not one for cruelty.Over the past few days, she had only seen Aries a handful of times. He’d always asked how her shoulder was healing, clearly not liking she was wounded. She secretly kind of like the constant anno
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