VALERIA: The Howl of A White Curse
We hug them and kiss them, but I feel like I’m on autopilot.
By nighttime, Ares still hasn’t said anything to me. I decide to have a bath after dinner, thinking about a way to get a conversation started between us. I take off my clothes and get into the bath, and that’s when I see the necklace peeking out of my pocket and spilling onto the floor.
I bend over and pick it up, examining it under the light. It has a pendant, a small oval obsidian that glimmers in the dark, a perfect contrast to the gold. I wonder what this is for. I wonder why she gave it to me.