The taste of regrets

Hera's POV

I was so annoyed after speaking to Marco that I walked for almost a kilometer before remembering that I needed to get a place to stay.

I was still on the run.

The bastard was so annoying. Who the hell does he think he was?

I called to warn him as I was sure he wouldn't have done if the case was reversed and he'd had the effrontery to accuse me?

The least he could have done was to say thank you, but of course, he had no manners.

How could a mannerless he-goat be grateful?

He was such an idiot and I regretted working with him but at that time, I was so desperate.

Without any other options, he seemed like a fair choice. But now,....

Anyway, it did not matter anymore.

I just hoped they did not get him because he had more information on me than everyone else and so that would be my downfall for sure.

I stopped by a fast food place and went in to grab a bite.

“What do you want?” A waiter asked.

“Give me whatever you have.”

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