Chapter 28

Freya’s Pov

We arrived at the venue, me and Artemis hand in hand. They were posse of photographers, ready to take pictures and documentaries. As we came down I and Artemis interlocked hands.

I was grateful for Artemis taking hold of my hand because with the amount of paparazzi my knees buckled and grew weak. I tried not to look at any camera and plastered a smile that seemed original and tender enough.

When we were inside a sigh of relief washed over me.

“Don’t wander too far from me,” Artemis whispered into my ear. To anyone that would have sounded sexy but I was on edge, and I picked out the under meaning of his words.

I nodded yes, trying to extricate from him, his hand snaked behind my waist and planted a kiss by my side.

The gallery was huge and extravagant, painted with white. Portrait hung on the wall. They were all beautiful pieces and communicated to anyone that cared to pay attention.

Just passing by the work, it would be mistaken as rubbish and trash and dirt but upon spa