"Are you counting down to freedom or something?"
He laughed.
"Maybe, I wouldn't mind handing this whole thing back to you once and for all."
“You’re doing great,” I said smiling. “Who knew running off with someone would make you see you’re good at this.”
He chuckled softly.
"Yeah, well," he said, his tone shifting slightly, "Just don't do it again."
The words were light and teasing, but they landed hard.
Don't run off with Damien again.
I forced a smile on my face, chuckling awkwardly.
"I won't."
Maya appeared beside me from the corner, handing me a glass of wine.
"Come on, help me finish up in the kitchen."
I followed her, grateful for the distraction.
We worked in silence for a few minutes, chopping vegetables, stirring pots, but my mind was somewhere else, back in that hal
