Chapter eighty eight: Is he alright?

KAMARIA POV

I am honestly shocked at the state I found Damien. I knew he was going to struggle with having to be in the wheelchair, but I didn’t know it was going to be this bad. Not only has he lost weight, he looks to be in the worse state I have ever seen him.

I did my best to make sure he doesn’t see the pity I was feeling inside. He will order me out and this time never let me back in again. No one likes to be pitied, especially someone as proud as Damien.

I dropped the glass in my hand on the shinny artistic centre table and relaxed back against the sofa. I didn’t want drink much because I will be driving back.

“Your mother asked me for help,” I answered his question, chancing a look at him.

He choked on his drink and proceeded to gawk at me with a dramatic shocked look on his face that I found very funny. I laughed.

“My mother, Carolyn Black came to you for help!” he interjected in between my laughter sounding like he couldn’t believe it.

“Shocked me as well,” I stopped