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Chapter Sixty-One
RAVEN
I feel like a guest in my own home. Ares and I put so much effort into redesigning this place, and for a
while, that worked for us. It allowed us to feel like we got a fresh start. Yet now, everywhere I look, I
see Hannah.
Within the span of just a few days, she’s invaded every aspect of the life that I’d tried to cut her
out off. It’s in her favorite mug laying in the sink, the new blanket on our sofa, and the countless baby
magazines that have been spread through the house. It’s almost as though she wants to take every
single opportunity she can get to remind me that she’s having a child with my husband.
I’ve barely spoken a word to her since she moved in, and much to my surprise, she hasn’t tried to
provoke me either. She’s stayed out of my way for the most part, shooting me sweet smiles whenever
our paths cross.
It just makes me feel that much more awful. I wish she’d lash out at me, so I could justify the
hatred I feel. The way she’s acting these days reminds me of the past, back when I was so blinded to
her venom that I didn’t realize she’d brought me to the brink.
“Rave?”
I tense at the sound of her voice. She joins me in the kitchen, her hand on her stomach. “God, I’m
just hungry all the time,” she grumbles.
I watch as she walks straight over to the fridge and rummages through it. It grates on me for
absolutely no reason. She isn’t doing anything wrong, yet having her in my home is killing me.
She grabs a box of strawberries and leans back against the counter. “How are you holding up?
You’ve been so quiet.”
I lift my coffee cup to my lips and take a sip, forcing myself to stay put when all I want to do is
hide in my room. “I’m fine.”
Hannah stares at me and nods slowly. “I get it,” she says. “It’s strange to think that Ares and I are
going to be parents. The situation is complicated, for sure. But we’ll make the best of it, won’t we?
We always do.”
I nod, feeling oddly conflicted. Over the last couple of months she’s been so antagonistic that I
hardly know how to deal with her she’s like this.
“Ares and I are getting an ultrasound soon to check if we can find out the gender. Do you want to