Athena’s brows shut up instantly, the first sign of emotion since her narration about Scarlett and Aiden’s betrayal.
She lifted her head from the old man’s shoulder. "What did you say?" She asked anger mounting on her voice ready to fire if old Mr. Thorne started defending Ewan.
"Ewan didn’t come here by himself." Old Mr. Thorne spoke, swallowing saliva.
Athena stared at him with widened eyes, a myriad of emotions flashing through her, seeing as she had accused Ewan without getting accurate information.
The look on his face when she was sending him away, the pleading look in his deep blue eyes for understanding...
Regret crashed over her in waves.
"Why would you do that?!" Her voice resonated with shock.
"Why would you invite him in here knowing our fragile truce?! And why didn’t you say anything when I was sending him away, when I was berating him?" She asked, guilt seeping into her voice as her anger became directed at Old Mr. Thorne.
"Why did you even invite him in the first place?!" Her voice rode higher as she shifted away from him.
"Are you going to let me speak or are you going to keep shouting? Did you forget that your children are still awake?" Old Mr. Thorne asked calmly, throwing a bucket of ice on Athena’s flaming self.
She cooled down noticeably, especially noting the look of love and understanding nestled in the eyes of the old man.
"You should learn to control your emotions, Athena," Old Mr. Thorne said softly after a moment of contemplation. "It could be a weapon in the hands of enemies if you don’t."
But Athena already knew that. It was one of Master Shen’s lessons to her, a lesson that always seemed to develop wings and fly whenever it came to Ewan.
She didn’t know if it was because of their bad past that she was easily angered by him.
"I am sorry," She sighed, shaking her head slowly. "My feelings have just been all over the place."
"I guess Gianna is right," She continued softly. "Maybe I should go for counseling."
"Maybe you should," Old Mr. Thorne agreed with a soft smile on his lips.
Athena smiled too wishing she had had old Mr. Thorne by her side those years ago when her life had fallen apart.
She didn’t know why he had sent for Ewan but she knew that the former wouldn’t do anything that would jeopardize her life.
Pushing her resentment and anger away she covered the distance between them and placed her head on his shoulder again.
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