ARTEMISIA

I didn’t know what I was doing. I believed most times my body works faster than my brain because there was no way I could have stopped the same person I was angry with a few seconds ago.

The person I didn’t want to be in the same room as well.

But then, I guess I needed to cut him some slack. The dark shadow underneath his eyes couldn’t be ignored, and I wonder if he was suffering the same way as me.

As I clasped his hand, he tilted his head to stare at me. “I don’t think being here is a good idea.”

“I don’t think so...