Athena
Azazel grabbed his phone, angled up at his face, and wiped his lipstick.
“Do you want us to inform the other’s boss?” Ethan grabbed his phone, ready to spread the news.
Azazel nodded as yes. “Inform the Dubois,” he ordered and sauntered off.
Athena sat next to Iris, “There is something I should tell you, Theia” She took her daughter’s hands into his. The girl did not understand what her mother wanted to tell her, “I hope you won’t judge me, Theia,” as Iris tried to speak, her voice faltered into unsure croaks, then her hand raised silently to touch her hair despite no wind. She was stalling.
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