Nearly a month passed after that bedroom encounter with Damien.
He'd left my bed that night after dashing my hopes that he couldn't do anything with me since we'll, I was basically off-limits. A piece of my heart broke as I replayed his words over and over again the next morning and it didn't make much sense to me, considering we weren't even actually related but yet he felt so strongly about it. So, I had a feeling that there was definitely something more to this story.
The worst part about what happened in my room was that Damien began to avoid me, and distance himself from everyone entirely. There were no more teasing, no more playful texts and invites to play video games, no more collective ice-cream sharing...it all just stopped. When we happened to be home at the same time, he stay
