Chapter Fifty-Nine

Lauren's POV

“What are you doing?” Damien asked me as he got into the room and found me folding some of my clothes into my bag. “Are you going somewhere?”

“I believe I need a break from all of this. I have to get out of here for a while. I could check myself into a hotel and stay there for a while so that I can recollect everything that’s been going on around me,” I said.

“You need to take a deep breath and tell me what’s going on,” he said, taking my shoulders and making me face him.

“I heard your conversation with Darla a few minutes ago,” I admitted, seeing the genuine surprise on his face when I said that.

“Lauren, we can talk about this. We can figure this out. You don’t have to move out,” he requested.

“When were you going to tell me, if you were even going to tell me at all?” I asked him, crossing my arms and giving him an opening to say something in his defence.

“I didn’t know how you would take it. It started with my father. My