Past life! [3]

The next morning, Ares occupied his usual spot at the breakfast table, with Cynthia seated opposite him. Beside her was Eris, who had fully healed, dressed in casual attire, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders. Her striking green eyes were fixed intently on Ares.

Silence filled the room, with only the ambient sounds of culinary preparations breaking the stillness.

Their breakfast consisted of – fluffy scrambled eggs, golden brown pancakes drizzled with maple syrup and a generous stack of buttered toast. The tantalizing aroma of coffee wafted through the air, filling the room with its rich, inviting scent.

Eris took a bite of her food, all the while keeping her intense gaze fixed on Ares as if she were engrossed in watching a captivating television program.

Under the scrutiny of Eris's unwavering attention, Ares continued to eat his breakfast, unfazed.