A Different Man

Emelia's POV

Several days passed and Damien didn't stop visiting me at the hospital. He visited me more often than even my parents who were to curry my favour. Richard and Molly had pleaded with me to accept their apologies, apparently they had been blinded by their love for Sasha in the past that they didn't see how badly she hurt me. They want me to simply pretend the events of five years hadn't happened at all. That wasn't going to happen. I might not feel a strong hatred for them ( they were still my family ) but it didn't mean I was just going to reconcile with them. I was happier on my own, living on my own terms and knowing that no one could break my heart and trust again.

Damien, I didn't know what to make of him. Here was this arrogant man willing to sign off half his company to me, his fortunes, the one thing that had made him who he was, and all for what? Simply because he wanted to have sex with me? How many times had he told me how unattractive I was, that he would rather