As the day went by I started to feel guilty for how I treated both men. I can’t get the sight of Damian running away out of my head. It was making my chest tighten in angst to know he was leaving me. I was surprising myself, and not in a good way. I am supposed to hate him, why am I finding it so hard to do just that. I can’t give in to my emotions, I can’t let him with... I can’t allow him the power to hurt me.
“Nix,” Noah called to me, with a frown covering his face, when he frowned his thick grey brows almost hooded his eyes to shield him off, “I need to speak to you... upstairs.” This was serious or else he wouldn’t care to speak to me in front of Rosetta or any other customers. No, this conversation was to be private. I followed him up the dark and narrow stairs the disappeared behin
