Serena
The house was silent again, too silent to be comfortable.
I sat down on the bed, staring at the pattern of the carpet as if it had answers to my questions. My mind was troubled, replaying every look, every word Damian had flung at me since the wedding. He kept me close, but never close enough to understand him. One moment he pulled me into his fire, the next he pushed me into the cold.
I folded my arms across my chest, trying to stop the unease growing there. I hated how I was starting to look forward to his footsteps, how I counted my breaths in the silence he left behind.
The door opened suddenly, and I turned my head in surprise. My heart skipped a beat as Adrian entered.
He closed the door quietly, leaning against it for a moment as if he were listening to the silence befor
