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 difference, because the one thing I need to get away from is myself. The storm lies within me, so does the darkness and the rage.
For once, I wonder if the goddess is the ironic villain in our story – maybe she’s having the time of her life just watching us fight and hurt each other. I bet she had her popcorn out just
