"You broke the special clause. Number one."
I stared at him in disbelief, my mouth hung open.
Is he fucking being serious right now? Even now he would...!
But I guess that's it. This was Ares, this was him.
"You knew what would happen the moment you did, and yet you did it."
He looked at me like I had crossed a line, gone to a point of no return.
"Y-You're blaming me?" I hated the way my voice cracked. "And for what? For loving—"
"Don't," he warned.
His eyes turned cold, so stony that it reminded me of the first day I walked into his office for an interview, and when I told myself this man was the worst kind.
"For loving you," I finished despite his warning. "For loving you!"
Smash!
I jumped as the glass shattered in Ares' hand, the shards raining to the floor mixed with his blood.
My body screamed at me to go to him and stop the bleeding, to hold his hand so that it wouldn't hurt anymore. But I didn't.
A hefty silence stretched until I found the courage to speak.
