Hera felt a tingle in her nose and a sting in her eyes, emotions welling up inside her. She had always known that Athena's mother had a soft spot for her—after all, no matter how busy she was with Athena, she always made sure Hera had everything as well.
Though Hera couldn't openly use those gifts because she was maintaining her modest lifestyle—in short, acting poor—Sasha had carefully kept everything for her. She had even created a personal room for Hera in the Lowery Manor, ensuring that whenever she visited, she had a space filled with everything she could possibly need and she would always feel at home.
Yet, as much as Hera cherished Sasha's kindness and doting care, a sense of guilt gnawed at her. Athena had chosen to stay outside, living like an orphan like her, just to accompany her.