After the scene at the mall, where he had gone shopping for Winona, Ares still couldn’t calm down. As he walked through the hallway, his eyes caught a famous jewelry store gleaming like crystal under bright lights. The place sparkled from floor to ceiling; the chandeliers shimmered, and the glass displays seemed to glow on their own. Behind the spotless glass cases were rows of fine jewelry: rings that sparkled with every flicker of light, bracelets that looked as if they were shaped from ...