Ares didn't say any more words. He just slid down, and sat on the floor with his back resting on the wall.
Over again, he read through the letter in his hand.
How he felt was a description beyond even he could paint.
It was disgust in its rawest form. Because for once in a very long time, he was starting to believe his mother.
With tears in her eyes, Nadia continued to speak.
