Artemis Pov
Waking up to sweet cinnamon smell filling my nose was ecstasy. I peered my eyes open and gazed down at the damn angel by my side. She was in a deep slumber, her heart heaving as she slept. Her hair fell to her face obstructing my view of sunshine. I reached out and pushed the strands of hair back to its origin.
She sighed and stirred in her position, inching closer to me for the loss of warmth. I pulled her even closer, wrapped my hand around her small back as I laid back on the bed.
She looked peaceful, no grease of worry, no thought going frenzy in that head of hers. Her mouth that was usually running with questions were closed tenderly, a little opening in between emitting little whispers which if stressed enough would be regarded as snores.
Her eyes squinted slightly
