CHAPTER 8
Breaking Free
Elena
My heart felt like it was being clawed out as I stared at Lily in Damien’s arms, she was still asleep and her face was pressed into Damien.
A few million questions filled my mind but no answers came to mind; ‘what was Damien doing in Lily’s room? Had Lily woken up? Did this have something to do with earlier?’
“She was scared,” Damien suddenly spoke, his eyes barely open. “She was scared like—” Damien paused, his head drooping again.
He looked drunk I thought, I took a deep breath and silently began to inch close. I'd barely moved two steps when his head whipped up, holding me in place.
“It's not the same anymore,” Damien mumbled the words, I wasn't entirely sure what he was referring to.
“Damien,” I whispered, “let me have Lily, please.” A lump
