Chapter 137
- LONG HOURS
- The night is screaming with so much worry and deafening silence that cuts through the air. The falls of rain aren't reverberating with the same soothing feeling as other days. I am turning uncontrollably in Damian's arms, unable to settle and savor the safety I usually sample from him.
- "Hun?" He calls after a long moment of battling to steady my qualms.