Artemis POV

As I lay down, I felt so weak and concerned. I hate that I have to stress Daymon and make him do all sorts of things just for me to survive.

Before long, Daymon came back to the cabin with hands full of herbs and began preparing it immediately. His move was so swift and precise.

He looked so stressed and tired too. I hate myself for stressing this handsome before me; he still looks handsome anyway.

“But really, Daymon you don't need to do it all…”I started to say.

“I want to, Artemis, I want to,” he cut me short. “If not because of anything, but because...