ARTEMIS’ POV

I've lost track of time, staring at the walls and ceilings.

I've been forcing all the painful thoughts aside, deciding to feel nothing and think of nothing, numbing everything with wine and alcohol.

It's not as effective as I'd like, but it's something.

Maybe with time, it will get easier to drown all thoughts of her away, to resign myself to emotionless freedom and be my old self again.

With time, I won't have to pathetically mope around like a wounded pup over a girl. ...