The next morning, at school I noticed a different air than usual, which did not promise anything good. Rebecca smiled at me strangely and I didn't understand why, especially because I discovered that my sister sleept with her. While I was going through the history questioning she came up to me and hugged me. I stood still, amazed at her reaction after the way we had broken up.

"Hi Selene, how are you? We haven't talked in a long time. "

"Er... well thanks Rebecca, you? How are you?"

"Well, I didn't know you were with Ares."

"Yes ... I'm sorry for the way I neglected you and Marcus, it's just that I had to organize the show and ..."

"Don't worry, what are friends for otherwise."

He imprisoned me again in his arms but with the difference that this time I warmly reciprocated. We had grown up together and I had an affection for her

unimaginable.

"Listen, do we want to meet one of these days? In honor of the old days, what do you say? Do you want?"

"Yes, I'd love to."

"Well, then let's get organized."

She walked away with her back to me, I was happy that our relationship had healed but I felt that there was something wrong with trusting her again. In the smile he gave me there was something mysterious, something made me scream in my head not to trust but I was overwhelmed by the feelings, by all those memories we had shared, by all the laughter and crying we had together, I was blinded by the friendship that bound us and that day by day we had built together, the two of us, to truly see what he was.

In the afternoon I was joined by Hecate after she greeted me with her usual warm pearly smile.

"Then? How did it go yesterday afternoon? Did you had a good time?"

"Not very good really."

"Because?"

We began to walk side by side as I told her everything that had happened, describing in detail the behavior of both and the feelings that had passed through me and how I had felt towards Richard, that strange tickle that had pervaded me and she, like a good friend, she remained silent listening to me, without judging my actions.

"Sometimes it happens more to feel attraction for two people at the same time, maybe even a kind of love but remember Selene, you can't love both in the same way, there is always one that will win over the other, who will invade your thoughts, that you will dream every night and the last person who will invade your dreams at night is the one who will invade your heart forever. "

I was silent for a minute. It still amazes me how Hecate's words can be so truthful, so profound that they strike the heart and perhaps, I'll never get used to them.

As she told me about her day and how boring her biology class had been, my thoughts wandered strangely to Richard, the thought that he was sick strangely aroused in me an unusual internal turmoil but I didn't want to confess to her. I didn't want to confess even to myself that I worried so much about him and why on the other hand: he wasn't my boyfriend, he wasn't my friend, he was nothing to me and yet there was something that strangely crept into mine. conscience, something that promised nothing but trouble. Seeing him scream in pain first, seeing him writhe under my delicate touch later, trying as hard as possible not to hurt him, almost made me suffer as if I had felt that pain myself, even the thought of how he could be, aroused some feelings that I did not want to deepen. Thinking about Ares and what he had done to him, his attitude and how he took revenge ... I would have preferred not to meet him but it would have been inevitable not to see him at his house. Even though he and I made it clear yesterday, I still wasn't getting what he had done to Richard right and the meeting before going to sleep certainly didn't help and I didn't want him to read my doubts. 

I counted the seconds but not like the first time he kissed me in front of the whole school, no. His stomach was twitching from the deep anxiety that was creeping into his bones. Why didn't I want to meet Ares? He was my boyfriend after all. No. It was all wrong. I couldn't worry about Richard, about someone who had always behaved badly towards me and towards my boyfriend. It was all wrong but why did it feel so right? Why did I feel something that made me feel sorry for him, even share his own suffering and relieve it?