[Aditya's POV]
I...I remember?!
"Apollo—"
"It's Aditya now," I corrected Artemis unconsciously as my mind revolved around this whole reincarnation of Apollo thingy.
Artemis flinched at my words. Her silver eyes, wide with shock, flickered with something between relief and sorrow. I could see the conflict warring within her—one part of her yearning for the brother she had lost, the other struggling to accept the man standing before her now.
Aphrodite, too, seemed frozen in place, her soft lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something but held herself back. The warmth in her gaze didn't falter, but there was a quiet desperation behind it, a longing for something—someone—I wasn't sure I could be.
The room felt suffocating.