Artemis fell silent, feeling Raphael's hot breath on her own skin, the riot of his emotions, anger, aggression and inner sorrow. She was really wrong about some of the words she said to him, but did it make a difference now?
- Sometimes, we all make mistakes. But a person is strong if he has the courage to admit his mistakes and try to correct them. What do you lose in this case? If you are afraid to accept their support, if you do not trust them, then this is your full right. No one can force you. But others need protection. After all, we really are not immortal, Raphael.
- And thanks to whom did I gain this cursed immortality? - he blurted out. – Did I ask for it? If you want, take it!
She exhaled heavily and sharply and covered her face with her hands, running her palms up and tangling her fingers in the thickness of her brown hair.
- It just doesn't make sense. You reject everything I say. - she raised her voice again.
