38. Trauma

I had successfully talked Damian into going to the office the next day. I knew he was concerned, but this would be good for both of us. We both needed to put what happened in the past and live our lives. We couldn't let this continue to control us. I wouldn't let Chase win.

"Are you sure you want to do this today? We can always go to the office tomorrow, or next week, or maybe next month." Damian replied.

I reached up and placed my hand on his cheek.

"Shh. It's ok. Nothing's going to happen. I promise, if something happens, then we can spend the rest of our lives in this condo and never leave." I teased.

"Well, let's just hope for your sake that nothing happens." Damian replies, smiling at me.