Artemisia
The next day, I just decide to sleep in.
I would have wanted to help out further at the construction site, but I decided against it.
In the afternoon, I have a short meeting with Astrid because of the upcoming trip with the pups, and I suddenly find myself agreeing with Lisa.
I have to focus on Luna tasks instead of playing maid.
Also, I am not able to concentrate on anything as I’m trapped between worry, because of Logan’s words, and sweet malicious joy, when I think back at my interaction with Fynn.
In my delusional, love-sick, mate-bond-altered state, I convince myself that he will just need a little push into the right direction, and he will be mine, eventually, and if I can achieve this, I won’t lose Matthew nor Logan.
On top of that, Drake has not stopped talk
