Chapter 181

Ariana's POV

The car pulled up to Dante's company's building.

Ares sat beside me. He was calm, too calm. I envied him; he was scrolling through his phone like we were going to a coffee shop, not a war.

"You okay?" he asked, not looking up.

"No," I said, my voice shaking. "I'm not okay, I'm...

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