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Kiara's POV

Damien stopped at the door looking at me with an indescribable emotion on his face. His voice was cold when he finally spoke to me.

"What are you doing here?"

I stood up from the bed to face him.

"I needed to see you."

He entered the room, partly ignoring my presence as he pulled off his shoes and began to pull off his shirt.

"About?"

I began to feel the doubt that Keturah had begun to reap fruits. Was he being cold to me because they were already back together?

I found my voice again. No, I refused to let Keturah win.

"Keturah is back. I thought you would want to know."

Damien didn't even turn to look at me as he responded.

"I knew that already."

I froze, my limbs refusing to work.

"You did?"

His shirt came off and he turned to face me with a question in his eyes.

"Yes. I did. What is it to you? It's my house after all."

Heartbreak hit me as I realized that the probability of Keturah telling the truth was extremely high. They were together. I was an idiot. The bigges