~Hermes~

"Hello." Her voice shifts, strange, like she’s speaking to someone unfamiliar.

In a beat, her face drains of color. I watch her lips tremble as she listens on the line.

"What happened?" I mouth, careful not to break whatever fragile thread she’s holding.

Her gaze flicks to me—haunted, fragile—and then she pulls away, sliding off me. The sudden absence is cold. She tugs her skirt down, fumbling to make herself decent, before disconnecting the call with a sharp tap.

"I need ...