Chapter 23 Silent Yearning

• The next morning, Leah sat alone at the large dining table, quietly nibbling at her scrambled eggs. It was the weekend—usually the only time Damian stayed at home and had meals with her. For the past few weeks, they’d always shared breakfast and sometimes even dinner together on Sundays. But today, the empty seat beside her felt heavier than usual.
• She told herself it wasn’t a big deal. That it was her decision to draw a line between them. So why was she feeling this strange tightness in her chest? Why did guilt crawl into her stomach every time she thought about how Damian might still be upset about what happened last night?
• Leah tried to focus on her food, chewing slowly, but her thoughts kept circling back to him. Was he really that mad? And why did it matter so much to her?