Chapter 117 Apollo Spanos

• Apollo Spanos
• The hug was tight, almost desperate, followed by a long, wistful sigh. When I finally released my mother, I wiped the single tear sliding down her cheek. I’d already noticed the swarm of journalists camped outside the gates and probably circling the museum, hungry for any scrap of information.
• I look to my side, smile, and call Rafaela forward. She steps beside me. I squeeze her hand and slide my arm around her waist.