It was almost midnight, yet sleep refused to come to Winona. She lay awake, staring at the ceiling as thoughts of Ares circled in her mind. The more she tried to push them away, the clearer they became.

She knew her son longed for a complete family. And despite everything that happened, despite the pain Ares had caused, a part of her heart still belonged to him. She had buried that love deep inside, hoping it would fade with time, but it never did. It only stayed quiet, waiting.

But the ...