Hades's POV I couldn’t stop thinking about her. No matter how hard I tried to push her out of my head, she stayed. Her name itself was enough to make me restless. I tossed on my bed, turned to one side, then another, but sleep never came. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was her face when she looked at me with anger, with hate. That hate cut deeper than I wanted to admit.I hated myself more. I had done things to her that were cruel, things I thought were just jokes, things I thought she deserved because I never wanted to admit the pull between us. But now it haunted me.“I need her forgiveness,” I muttered to myself, dragging my hands over my face. “I can’t keep going like this. I need her forgiveness, or I’ll lose my mind.”The next morning, I saw her at training. She was practicing alone, hitting the wooden dummy so hard that the strikes echoed across the field. Her hair was tied up, her forehead damp with sweat, and her eyes were so sharp it was like nothing else exis
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