39 - The Mark

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Cronus hands fell. He was expecting this ever since he saw the drawing before he came back to her. But hearing it directly from Amethyst made him feel worse. And so he just stood there. Judging his expression, he looked pitiful. Both of them neither spoke nor move, they were just looking at each other in complete silence. Ares is Caspian. Her first love. Her first in everything. The man in her dreams. Her saviour. The one she loves dearly. Cronus thought as he sighed in defeat. He finally moved, balled his fists and stepped back. He wiped his face with his hands firmly before using them to brush his hair. Then he just looked at her, his vein popping out. He’s furious. Mad. He didn’t say anything. A million thoughts raced through his mind as he looked at the woman in front of him. I c

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