ARTEMISIA
“Sister dearest.” Emma grinned as I passed by her in the hall.
“Emma,” I mumbled, ignoring the scorn in her voice. We weren't still talking to each other like before since the event that happened back in her room.
I was fine with it, as I didn't need to hear her constantly talk about my husband.
“It's a surprise to see you quite cheerful this morning. I mean, you are always grumpy.” She mumbled, scrunching up her face.
I rolled my eyes at her assertion; I wasn't always grumpy. I guessed it was when Sin and I often fought with each other. She was talking about. I usually look furious and take it out on others.
But ever since we sorted our differences, everything seemed better. Although not better, as there were times he lost his cool.
I know it wasn't his intention to hurt
