Chapter Twenty-Nine

I woke up the following morning with a sharp pain in my neck. I lifted my head from the pillow, turning my neck as I tried to sit up.

My movements made me realize that I was in my room on the bed. How did I get here?

I recalled designing on my tablet last night but I didn't know when I slept off.

Did I sleepwalk here? I have never done that all my life so there was no way it was going to start now.

There was only one other option I could think of right now even though I don't want to admit it.

Damien. My husband.

No matter how I wanted to deny it, I knew the truth that he had been the one. But why would he do that?

The Damien I knew especially with what had happened today, would not care about if I was dying or not.

I knew this because we both hated each other despite the sexual attraction between us.

Taking in a deep breath, I went into the bathroom and freshened up before heading to the dining room.

I got to the dining room only to meet Damien sitting in his usual spot, taking