Chapter 57
After Damon left, I sat on the bed for a long time, staring at the door, completely lost in thought. My mind wouldn’t stop replaying everything he’d said, every look, every silence that had followed.
Then I stood, unable to sit still any longer, and began pacing the room.
I really needed to talk to someone — to let this heavy mess out of my head — but the only person I trusted right now was Grandma. And I didn’t want to trouble her anymore. She’d done enough already.
I feel guilty. The thought came out like a confession I couldn’t swallow. But should I?
The proposal had caught me completely off guard, but I’d tried to be honest, careful, gentle even — not wanting to hurt him. Yet somehow, I’d ended up doing exactly that.
I sighed, rubbing my arms as if I could ease the une
