chapter 43

DANI

The ride back home is silent.

Damien is cold. He's been cold after that washroom session with Vanessa. Yes, I know they fùcked after an intense argument. I was standing outside the door, making sure no one interrupts their hot passionate moment.

Everything went according to plan. Damien was clearly jealous that Vanessa was marrying another man. He wants her. He needs her in his life. But he's also a little hard-headed and he needed a little push. Someone had to push him. And that someone was me. Even though he's acting cold and silent towards me, I still don't regret it. I would do it again.

When we get home, Damien dashes to the kitchen to pour himself a drink. I toss myself on the couch, taking off my shoes. Nothing I love more than coming back home after a long day and plonking on the plush couch.

Damien comes back with two drinks. A scotch for him. A cold glass of milk for me. I chunk down the milk like a greedy maniac and shamelessly belch.

"Thanks." I smile.

"It's for the