Artemisia
I wake up with a jump scare the next morning as all my windows get opened brusquely.
I blink into the light streaming into the room as a blonde woman is blabbering nonchalantly while continuing to give me a heart attack.
Turning in my bed, I blink my sleep out of my eyes. I can’t see Fynn anywhere in the room, but I can still smell him.
Maybe I’m just hallucinating.
I shake my head at how desperate I am as the woman leans into my field of vision, making me jump. “Babes, are you alright?”
Do I look like I am?
“Sure,” I answer with a smile as she narrows her eyes.
She puts her fists on her hips as she gets back up. “Ah, you don’t have to act strong with me.”
My eyes widen as she looks around the room. “Did the little Omega already look after you?”
“Are you talki
