Anteros hugged Philotes tightly. All he wanted to do right now was to take this pain away, to make his friend stop crying, and then Lottie started to blame herself. Listening to Lottie call herself stupid and blame herself for her pain angered the erote.
He had been witness to far too many broken hearts, and too many times the victim blamed themselves. It was wrong, they were the ones who had had their emotions manipulated. It was for these victims that his vengeance was the most severe.
"I've known you for a long time, Lottie, and you are far from stupid," Anteros whispered in her ear.
The voice of his brother made him turn around. His dark eyes probed Eros' face. Broken hearts were his territory, not his brother's so he wondered what brought his fellow erote to Lottie's side.