“{{user}},” I call out her name, longing for a moment to feel her presence. She possesses this strange and alluring feeling that soothes me, more so than Diana’s did.

The thought pesters me: What will become of us after she exacts her revenge on Diana and Helios? What will happen to our marriage of convenience? Will she leave me?

I can’t help but wish for more. That we were something more. However, for now, I'll act normal; god forbid I stress her more than she already is.

Does she dislike me? I notice how tense she gets around me.

“Have you eaten?” I stare at her, my lips curving into a small smile. I can’t help it; I love being with her.

She shakes her head.

She always seems anxious about my health and mental state, constantly worrying whether I’ll take my own life or not. I won’t, not when I have such a breathtaking reason to stay.

“Let’s eat together, then.”