Ares

Chapter 21 || I Have Faith In What I See.

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{ Dedicated to @Flamommy for the comment in the last chapter that encourages me to keep writing this story. 🖤 }

"I will not give you up this time. But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own."
— Perfect, Ed Sheeran

Grace turned off The Middle, the tales Sue was telling about Brick adding to her fever daydream. The apartment went dead quiet. Guilt coursed through her veins, pushing the despair back down again, a see-saw effect that had been undulating since waking up. An hour and a half of sleep was no way to come into work fresh and ready, but it was better than zero hours of sleep, which, at one point during the night, she was certain would be all she would get. Eventually she had dozed so lightly she hadn't been sure if she had slept or not. Until the dream came back to her. The one where Ares had shown up at her apartment. Grace had been so ecstatic, bombarding him with a million questions until realising she was talking to her building's maintenance guy who looked nothing like Ares. Even her dreams weren't safe from her strife, leaving her frightened of catching too much of her reflection today, or the maintenance guy.

The phone drew her wandering eyes. She grabbed it and shook her head, her ponytail tickling the back of her neck. Not a single text. Anger was the next to ride a swell inside of her, rising to the top and making her grit her teeth. The thought of him marrying another woman weighed heavily upon her lungs, making it difficult to breathe in the soft glow of dawns early light.

This was bullshit. Ares was hers, not Aphrodite's. Her eyes thinned, her resentment gaining a better foothold leading to full on rage. With great effort, she pushed herself up off the couch, traipsed over to the desk against the wall on heavy legs and woke the laptop from its slumber. The screen grumpily flickered to life, making her squint. It took a few seconds for her eyes to focus in on the list of flights she had already studied for well over an hour last night. Daisy-Chains flashed through her mind. Sydney and Adrian needed her, were counting on her. Ares' image pushed them down with both hands, his melting smile and big blue/silver eyes pleading for her attention. A tug of war ensued, leaving her palms wet and her gut clenched.

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If we get enough comments then the next chapter will be up in two days, because this one was really short and I'm so sorry, but it had to be a filler for Grace.