# Chapter 105
“I don’t know. I haven’t calculated my sleeping hours,” Eutostea replied honestly.
But the goddess kept asking persistently as if she wasn’t satisfied, “Just give me a rough time.”
“I did get some sleep but not a good one.”
Actually, she didn’t get a wink of sleep. How could she sleep deeply and well? Ever since she saw Apollo in her dream, Eutostea was always awake all night. Even when strolling in the garden at noon, she was about to cry as tears suddenly welled up within her. Because his voice echoed around her ears regardless of the time as if having auditory hallucinations.
She averted the goddess’ gaze and bit her lips.
“You should go get some sleep for now. So I can look into your dream. Ares.”
When Psyche switched her gaze to Ares, he pointed in a direction and ushered her to the place. The goddess grabbed Eutostea’s forearm and followed him. The place they arrived was Eutostea’s bedroom.
