Chapter 27
POV: Damian
Jealousy is an absurd emotion.
I knew that because I spent the entire morning insisting I wasn't jealous.
Unfortunately...
Nobody had informed my brain.
I returned from work carrying a bag of groceries when I spotted Emma in the courtyard.
She wasn't alone.
A tall man in a neatly pressed shirt stood beside her, holding a toolbox.
He smiled.
She smiled back.
Too much smiling.
I slowed my pace.
The man pointed toward the building's old mailbox.
Emma laughed at something he said.
I couldn't hear the conversation.
That somehow made it worse.
Leo suddenly appeared beside me.
"You've been standing there for a full minute."
"I just arrived."
"You've also stopped blinking."
"I blink."
"Not recently."
I ignored him.
"So who's that?"
Leo looked toward
