Chapter 18
Damien’s POV
I had left the bed before sunrise.
Staying any longer would have blurred the line further than I intended. After taking my shower in the bathroom. I moved quietly into my dressing room, closing the door softly behind me so the sound would not wake her up. I don’t know why I am even worrying about her. I dressed in a dark suit, and left the room.
By the time the morning light strengthened, I was already downstairs with my tablet, the structure of the day firmly back in place.
Elena’s POV.
When I woke up the first thing I noticed was the empty space beside me. The sheets on the other side of the bed were cool. Damien was gone. For a moment I lay still, staring at the ceiling of his room, letting the memories of the night return to fragments the kitchen, the h
