Chapter 66
Ella
“I don't want you to get hurt, Nuel." He said quietly. His voice was softer than I had ever heard it before.
I turned my head slightly, watching him. His jaw was tense, but there was something in his eyes—something that looked almost like concern.
“I won’t,” I murmured.
He scoffed. “You say that now, but you’re reckless.”
I huffed out a breath, leaning back on my elbows. “I have to be.”
Damon was silent for a moment, then he shook his head. “You don’t get it, do you? If you keep pushing yourself like this, you’re going to break.”
I let out a dry laugh. “Maybe. But at least I’ll break on my own terms.”
His hands curled into fists on his lap. “That’s a stupid way to think.”
I looked at him fully now, studying the way his shoulders were tight, the way
