Chapter 42
New Deal
Elena
The room was silent and Damien's eyes were still fixed on me, his unasked questions still hung in the air.
Should I tell him the truth? The big question lay before me, the problem was, I couldn't decide.
I still clutched the document in my hand, my bold italic signature stood out in my gaze, a reminder of the contract I'd committed myself to so many months ago.
“I'm telling you the truth Elena,” Damien stared at me. “I wouldn't lie to you, not about this.”
I sighed, glancing away. Despite myself, Damien's words had the ring of Truth in them. I only wondered what he'd say if I revealed I'd never lost my memory in the first place.
But even now, after all these months the memory of our last encounter before the accident lingered. I could still see the i
