Chapter Fourty Nine

Hope.

I was only vaguely aware of the things going on around me. After that first pass into oblivion, i registered being carried into a car. I heard Damian ’s worried voice as he murmured to me, but i closed myself off from him, folding inward.

When i next woke up, i knew i was in a bed. As i looked around the room, recognition sparked, and with it, a surge of fresh agony, hot and raw, seared through my body and robbed me of breath.

He wouldn’t do this. Surely even he could not be so cruel as to bring me back to the place we had shared and the place he had brutally thrown me out of.

I reached for the tears, expecting them to come, but curiously all I felt was an odd detachment, a void of nothingness coupled with the need to get out of this place.

When i sat up, my gaze flickered to a chair by the window occupied by Damian ’s sleeping form. He was slouched against the arm, his clothing rumpled and the stubble of over a day’s beard shadowing his jaw.

I waited for the rush of ange