DAMIEN’S POV
Why the hell did I leave her alone? What was wrong with me?
Why did I feel like I had to go to her rescue? Why did I feel the urge to burst through the doors and run to her side?
Why was she doing this to me?
The doors burst open, revealing her standing with Marcus. She looked flustered, eyes darting nervously around the room.
Marcus walked up to me.
“Your turn, brother. Save her.”
He left us in the middle of my office.
Aria looked around the large space, her eyes darting between the couches, making a V in the middle of the room to the coffee table set in one corner of the room.
Her eyes finally landed on the desk where I spent the past hour pacing behind.
“You left me.”
It wasn’t a question. It was more of a challenge.
“I had to.”
“No, you didn’t.”
“What makes y
