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FORTY NINE
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2024-10-29 19:42:56*This chapter was written with Halloween in mind. I hope you’ll enjoy it :)
LAUREL’s POV
It is with a heavy heart that I walk into Ares’ room. But I put on a smile for my grieving friend's sake. His heart has been broken, the very least I can do is to cheer him up.
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