Rafael glares at the villainous Skotos, Erebus, and Eidolon posters taped to the door, his misery clinging to him like a second skin. If we go into the bedroom with him looking like this, Nico will probably shut down again, so it’s up to me to try to cheer him up. I fake-gasp before whispering, “No pancakes? This is worse than I thought.” Rafael doesn’t even so much as look in my direction. I grab his arm and pull him away from Nico’s door so he doesn’t overhear our conversation. “I know you said things were serious, but I wasn’t aware of just how bad things have gotten between you two. What’s
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