Patroclus And Achilles.

Spades -- Point of View

The wall clock was ticking louder than it should. The air felt too thick.

“Sit, everyone.” Irina ordered, her tone was sharp enough to cut through anything. I was scared of her.

I glanced at Ace, whose brows were furrowed, hands fist at his side. He turned to me, catching ...

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