Chapter 18

Tension between us hung thick and tangible in the air surrounding us. Damien seemed uncomfortable around me, probably as a reaction to my outburst. It had been a few days, and we exchanged only polite small talk with each other from time to time.

Damien had become more independent the longer we were uneasy with each other. It seemed like it was easier for him to suffer through tasks than face the awkward situation we were both in.

Nervousness crept in my stomach when I looked at him. His next appointment with his doctor was a big one because he was getting his cast off. He won't have full mobility, of course. But the thought of him no longer needing me felt like a punch in the gut. I was hanging onto every moment of us together, and my worst fear of growing apart was coming true.

Summer was in full swing with temperatures climbing everyday. Still, I spent my nights on the balcony, embracing the loneliness I felt. I stood against the railing of the balcony, feeling the cold metal again