ARTEMISIA
Anguish
If there was something better to describe the way I feel at the moment, I would gladly use it.
Not only did it feel as though I was carrying a weight that wasn't mine, but also, in between, my legs throbbed, and my stomach ached.
It felt as though something had been ripped out of me forcefully.
My back was another story. I couldn't describe the aching feelings that shot through me at intervals while I turned.
It even made me wonder if the bed I was on was made of spikes.
But then, I knew it wasn't.
Also, all I desired was for the aches within me to end as soon as they could.
I tapped on the bed and gripped the duvet while attempting to lift myself.
“Artemisia…”
My eyes flickered open as I heard my name. It was more like a whisper, but due to the proximity of th
