The door slammed shut behind Damon, leaving a deafening silence in its wake. My chest tightened, guilt and confusion twisting like vines around my heart. I turned to Caden, but his face was unreadable now, his dark eyes shadowed with something I couldn’t quite name.
“I have to talk to him,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.
Caden stepped closer, his hand brushing my arm in a way that sent a shiver down my spine. “Let him cool off first. He’s not exactly rational right now.”
“I can’t just let him leave like that,” I said, pulling away.
“He’ll get over it,” Caden said softly, but there was something sharp in his tone.
I didn’t have time to dissect his words because the door burst open again, and Damon stormed back in. His face was still flushed with anger, but this time, his eyes held somet
