C47 The Weight Of Memories

Artemis POV

I pitied Daymon deep down. I have always wondered why he was not in any relationship, thinking he was gay, not knowing he has gone through a lot in our hands.

“You don't have to look at me with those eyes,” Daymon said, smiling. “It's all in the past now”.

“I know, but then, you're still looking like you haven't gotten over her now.” I smiled back at him.

“You can say that