DAMIEN
The cool morning air brushed against my face as I made my way out of the mansion.
As I approached the driveway, I spotted Nicho standing near the garden, his presence almost startling.
Nicho was leaning casually against the low stone wall, with his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses.
I could feel the tension between us. We were only a few steps apart, yet the distance between us felt much greater.
My pace didn’t reduce as I drew closer. I kept my gaze straight ahead, not allowing my eyes to linger on Nicho. My heart, however, betrayed me, beating a little faster as I passed by.
Fuck! I hated this.
I had expected Nicho to say something, perhaps a sarcastic remark or a cutting comment, but to my surprise, Nicho remained silent, his expression unreadable beneath the sunglasses.
