Chapter 25

I had summoned my mother the day before my birthday. She had the obligation to visit me for another year on earth, so I took advantage of her presence when she was in my room. I requested her visit earlier. The beauty of Aphrodite was as incandescent as it was frustrating, as every movement of her hand when she spoke had an exaggerated touch that matched her personality.
She had the habit of appearing in white garments. That afternoon she appeared before me in a long dress that covered her feet and with a pronounced neckline. A golden buckle encircled her waist and her blonde, wavy hair reached her hips.
She came towards me and hugged me. I had locked the door in case Adam burst in.