The unexpected guest

Two weeks had gone by since the accident, and the long nights of hospital corridors, machines humming, and whispered fears had given way to something like ordinary life. But in Ares’ mansion, ordinary was never simple.

The morning sunlight streamed through tall glass windows, soft and clean, touching everything like a slow, healing hand. The dining room gleamed with polished silver and white linen. A vase of tulips sat in the center of the long marble table…Tessa’s ...