Serene Voice, Failed Ritual, and Different Kinks

I could not believe this.

This is what was the prophecy was?

Not about Aurelia, but entirely me.

And such... oh God.

My knees were shaking as I gawked at the lingering text in the air, and I felt Ares support me by wrapping his arm around my waist.

Tears welled over my eyes.

So what was all that I suffered for? Why was I abused? Why was I mistreated? Why did I go through all that torture? For naught? Because the f-cking elders could not do their f-cking jobs and decipher a prophecy?

I ran my hand through my hair, frustratedly tugging on the strands as I collapsed in Ares' welcoming arms.

I was panting I think. My chest felt tight. My hands, knees, body everything was shaking and trembling. My bottom lip quivered and I tightly shut my eyes close.

My hand raised to tightly clutch my chest as the pounding of my heart rang in my ears.

Am I having a panic attack?