37. Inner Demons

...Haley POV...

The next few weeks flew by, and I couldn't be more grateful for Damian. He had me move into his condo since his was bigger than mine. He hired a crew to move anything of mine into his place so that I would feel at home. He offered me my own room, but I opted to stay with him instead. It was the only way I felt safe. When I would sleep, I often had nightmares of the shooting. But whenever he was with me, the nightmares didn't seem to happen as frequently.

It's been nearly two months since Damian last went to the office. I began to feel bad, as I knew he was staying away because of me. He was worried about me, but I also think there was an underlying reason as well. I think part of him was afraid it would remind him of the attack.

"Dame?" I called, wheeling myself over to his office. Ever since the accident, I'd pretty much been confined to a wheelchair. My wounds were still healing, and the doctors wanted me to stay off my leg until they were sure