Damian
I stared at my phone for what felt like the hundredth time today, willing it to light up with a message from Briar. But the screen remained stubbornly dark, just like it had been for the past three days.
"f**k," I muttered, running a hand through my hair. The silence from Briar was driving me insane. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the hurt in her green eyes, the way her lower lip trembled as she walked away from me.
I'd tried calling, texting, even showing up at her door. But she wasn't having any of it. Finn had answered, his usually friendly face set in a hard scowl.
"She doesn't want to see you," he'd said, his voice cold. "Give her space, Damian. You've done enough damage."
The words had stung, but I couldn't argue. He was right. I had f****d up royally.
A knock at my
