"I dislike the term, 'Most Likely', Minerva. All things are likely; I am interested only in what will be." Selene says, fixing the young woman with a cold glare, offset by a razor smile.
The child was so obvious in her desire it was laughable.
"Your feelings betray you, child. You wish to know how my son fares." Selene says, nodding to a manila folder on her coffee table.
"In there is your latest update on your paramour, such as he is." Selene says, looking out the window again.
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