The car ride back was silent, but the tension inside her chest hadn’t dissipated. If anything, it had grown stronger, like a knot tightening with every passing minute. The words Damian had spoken echoed in her mind, repeating in an endless loop. His confession about not being able to afford to care about anyone, especially her, left her with a sense of emptiness she couldn’t shake.
Lena stared out the window, watching the city pass by, but her thoughts were miles away. She had gone to him with every intention of confronting him, demanding answers. But instead, it felt like the conversation had thrown them both into deeper uncertainty. She hadn’t expected him to be so raw, so… vulnerable. But even in his admission of feelings, there was a coldness—a distance that wouldn’t allow her to reac
