Damien’s POV
When Leo noticed my hesitation, he chuckled and pulled back, tucking both hands in his pockets. “Impossible.” His eyes were glued on mine like he was judging me. “Are you—”
“No, I'm not.” The words came out almost immediately. “I'm not in love with her. I can't love someone whose parents murdered my mother.”
Leo groaned. “Here we go again with the blame game.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and walked to the couch. He took a seat and crossed his legs, his eyes scrutinizing me like he was trying to look into the deepest parts of my soul and find what's in there. “You have no idea what you're fighting for, Damien. You don't punish someone else for another person's sins. It's cowardice.”
His words stung more than I thought. My heart pricked, because somewhere along the lin
