“I was finally happy,” he whispered, his words muffled as his hands balled into fists in the skirts of her peplos. She sucked in deep breaths, trying to steady her voice and calm her heartbeat. She needed to be strong for him. Tears spilled out anyway. Persephone stroked her husband’s back and hunched forward to kiss him on the back of his head. He whispered it again. “I was finally happy. Fates, for the first time in my life…”
