Amelies’ POV Bad dreams.I couldn't keep count anymore. Maybe fifteen, twenty or twenty-five, I didn't know. But the one thing I knew for sure was that they always accompany my sleep.And today isn't an exception either. My breath became normal and my heart-beat seemed to be steady as I ground my ass on the bed. But my neck is something else. I rubbed with my palm to relieve the pain. And I always feel like this whenever I wake up, my neck sending pains through the rest of the entire body. Like I was strangled in a bad dream. Again, as expected, he is nowhere to be found. His side of the bed is untouched. Nobody ever laid on it. Artemis is the name of the man I'm talking about but his employees called him boss. But most importantly, he is the man I called husband even though he no longer deserves that title. And I have no choice but to call him husband because I was worth more in being married to him, than being enslaved to my adopted parents. Things weren't like this. At least n
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