Falling

*Tatum*

Watching Artemis in the candlelight is probably the most surreal feeling I have ever had. To call him handsome feels like a disservice to his naturally sharp jawline and his kind eyes. He is what River likes to call ‘boy band’ pretty. With perfectly proportional features, glorious hair, and a smile that could thaw even the thickest ice.

And the best part? It feels right. Being here with him at this moment feels like I am finally on track with my life. It’s not that I haven’t been happy where I’m at in life, I have been. It’s just…lonely. Being rejected brands you. Makes you look undesirable. That’s why this app, Alpha Artemis, willingly wanting to date only rejected females? It’s a gift.

“You look beautiful.” He whispers, placing his elbows on the table to prop up his chin as he dissects my face with his eyes. “And I’m not just trying to flatter you.”

“Oh,” I tuck my hair behind my ear, shyly, looking away.

“No, no,” he insists. “Look at me Tatum. I want you to see the t