ARTEMIS’ POV

A call was the last thing I was expecting from the man who calls himself my father.

It's been almost three weeks since he last reached out, picked up my calls, or replied to my texts. I had to hear about my own mother's state from a psychotic outsider and not him.

Yet, the first thing he does when he finally does reach out is summon me for state business, ignoring all the texts I sent, giving me the bare minimum news about Mum.

My blood boils with every step I take, moving ...