Falling for Aphrodite

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Chapter Forty Four

In which past is a common denominator. 

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[Ayne Kent’s Point of View] 

“What happened, Ayne?” 

It was a typical question to ask me. Tristen looked over me for minutes, tending my wound, and even drove us a few miles away from the town. He offered me a can of coffee, and I accepted it even if it wouldn’t do well with my anxiety. Leaning on his motorcycle, I focused my eyes on the overlooking view. 

The town was smaller than our last place, but it was perfect in my view. I do not remember anything traumatic that happened in this town. Even if it seemed like we did not have enough, we were gathered with people who wanted the best for us. I knew that it was not my mother’s fault that she had a different view during that time. 

“We always seem to miss each other at sch