ARTEMIS’ POV

For once, the boys’ dorm is dead quiet, and the only sounds that fill the night are from my footsteps echoing across the empty hallways and the relentless pounding of my heart.

It’s been minutes since I’d left Kamila in my room, and although I’d convinced myself that a breath of fresh air was what I needed, I’ve soon realized that the choked-up atmosphere follows me wherever I go, eating up my sanity.

Being in that room with Kam or standing out here makes no ...