"Is this because of Ewan?"
When Antonio finally broke the silence, that was what he chose to ask. His tone was clipped, though a faint tremor betrayed something else beneath.
Maybe if he had known what had just upended Athena's almost-perfect life hours ago, he wouldn't have brought up that topic.
"Is it because of the few dates you shared with him, that you talk to me like this?" he continued, unaware of Athena seething quietly, unaware that she was connecting a few dots in her mind.
He had been stalking her?
In the few days of bliss she had enjoyed with Ewan, they had gone on short dates—mostly lunch, mostly at the obscure Italian restaurant tucked away in the old district. How could Antonio have known?
Wonders shall never end, Athena concluded, her lips twisting bitterly as she looked through the window while Rodney drove her toward the hospital.
