Tangled Hearts
The taste of her lipstick, the sound of her laugh-it wasn't what I wanted, it wasn't her.
It was ARTEMIS.
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The bright morning light streamed through the curtains: pale, unforgiving. I stared at the ceiling, my head pounding, Elena's soft breathing beside me.
The sounds of gentle footsteps in the hallway drew me out of my trance, and my heartbeat stuttered while the door swung open.
There, Artemis was standing.
Her face froze, her eyes switching between me and the woman tangled in the sheets. The moment stretched unbearably, the silence was heavy with unspoken emotions.
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