CHAPTER 17

Damon was still in bed three days later and the horrible strain in Scar 's chest lessened somewhat at the sight of him, and with a deep breath, she wiped away the tears pooling in her eyes and pulled up the nearest chair to sit by the bed. She watched him as he slept, guilt and worry gnawing at her from the inside out.

Was this her fault?

After all, Damon had fought so well for her, for the future that they both wanted. And now he was injured, while she'd been kept away from the battle and made it out unscathed. Should she have fought harder to be by his side? Could she have made a difference if she'd been there to help him with Stanley , or would she have made the whole fight worse?

It seemed that every decision she made had somehow led to this moment, and she wondered if she should have acted differently. But how could she have known that the enemy would be so dangerous? Or that the war would become so bloody?

Nevertheless, Scar resolved to stay by Damon 's side. She would be