Parisa's POV
I felt so confused. My heart was telling me what Hades was feeling. It was the strangest thing. Without even looking into his actions, I could feel the internal struggle he was having. I wasn't sure if it was the bond that we shared or something different entirely. I wasn't an expert, and Hades wasn't either. His mouth was telling me one thing, but it was his aura telling me another.
He was feeling inadequate for sure; any man would if he couldn't give someone he loved a child, but there was an overwhelming feeling of guilt and regret tied along with it. The emotion was building with each passing second as we sat there in silence as I ran my fingers through his hair. Trying to be calm and not prying too much, I pulled his mouth towards mine and kissed him lightly.
"Tell me
