The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

your actions, and now you’re mad that Raven and I managed to build something with the broken
pieces? How is that fair, Han? How is it fair to me? To her?”
She looks at me, and it’s as though she’s finally really seeing me, hearing me. “Ares,” she pleads.
“I can’t lose you.”
I look away and stare out the window instead, my heart hollow. “You already did, Hannah.”
She reaches for me and wraps her hand around my arm. “I fucked up.” Her voice breaks. “I
fucked up, and I hurt you. I know I did. Please, Ares. I… tell me what to do. Tell me how to salvage
what we had. I’ll do anything if it’ll prove to you how much I love you.”
I shake my head. “There’s one thing I need you to do for me, Han.”
She looks up at me, her eyes sparkling with a hint of hope.
“I need you to move on.”
She inhales sharply, fresh tears filling her eyes. “You’re confused,” she says, a vicious streak
flashing through her eyes. “Pussy-whipped, perhaps. It’s been forever since you had anyone but me,
after all. I get it, I do. I can overlook discretions, Ares. I see it around me all the time. I can forgive
you for anything, even if she’s my sister. I’ll let it go. Fuck her for three years straight if you want to,
so long as you come back to me. That’s all I ask, Ares. Just come back to me, please.”
I rise to my feet and take a step away. “I need you to leave, Hannah. It’s what you do best, after
all.”
She freezes, seemingly in shock. I suppose I’ve never spoken even remotely harshly to her. I’ve
always known I’d marry her and instantly gave into her, no matter what she wanted or did. I always
kept the peace between us. Perhaps that is what made her so convinced she could walk all over
Raven and me the way she did. I’m done indulging her.
“No?” I ask when she stares at me motionlessly. “Then for once, you’ll watch me walk out on you.
On us. Forever.”
I inhale deeply and walk away, letting my office door slam closed behind me.