Chapter 122 The Smell Hit Hard

ARES’S POV

I called my mom on Sunday on purpose. Sundays were for Dad now, and I wanted to give her one of hers.

She answered on the third ring—faster than she used to.

“Ares.”

“Hey, Mom.”

I could hear the TV in the background, but it wasn’t the usual game-show noise.

“I leave Tuesday,” I said...

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