Chapter 105

"Oh, God, your shirt is soaked!"

"It will dry," Devon assured her with his words and by pulling her tighter against his chest.

"I'm sorry," Aphrodite said for the umpteenth time since they had moved from the patio to the couch in his family room. "Every time that I feel like I'm done crying, my guilt resurfaces."

Devon wanted to try and assuage Aphrodite's guilt, but he was struggling with how to deal with his own. There was still a lot that they didn't understand about Athena, but what they had learned made several things very clear.

First, they had learned that Athena had been one very ill young woman. A stubborn, very ill young woman. They didn't understand all the medical jargon used in the notes by Dr. Vinson, but they understood enough to realize that the doctor had been extremely concerned over Athena's mental state during the months of her pregnancy. Many of the transcribed recordings that documented Athena's discussion were those of a seriously depressed woman.

Two of the thi