Artemisia

As I step out of the office and walk back to the ground floor, I try to shake the sadness off me just as the door flings open, crashing against the wall.

Fynn barges into the house, so eager to get into it that he doesn’t even notice me.

Mirella and Alberta run after him frantically while still carrying a ton of bags and nets, looking awfully stressed.

‘Babe, don’t hang up on me! We have to talk about this,’ Cayden’s voice invades my mind, but I just pull up a wall, ...