Athena's POV
Picking me up he placed me on the bed, we had s*x like we had missed each other for decades.
Lying in his embrace, a sense of relief washed over me after finally unburdening myself. Yet, to prevent a recurrence, I knew I had to lay bare the entirety of my secrets.
"Are you asleep?" I whispered to him.
"No. Why?" he responded, adjusting to gaze at me, his beautiful eyes visible in the dimly lit room.
"I need to tell you something," I began.
"I'm listening," he said.
"Something peculiar has been happening to me. I sometimes delve into memories unknowingly," I continued. He remained silent, seemingly trying to grasp the concept.
"You're quiet," I noted.
"Explain further," he urged.
"The first time occurred with Tala, a fleeting vision of her enduring torment.
