Chapter 116: Trust Broken

The weight of regret was heavy on Damien's shoulders, and I could feel it in the silence between us. It wasn't just the weight of a bad decision—it was the realization that we had crossed a line that couldn't be undone. The kind of line you only see in hindsight, when the damage is already done, and the consequences are beginning to unfurl like a storm on the horizon.

I sat across from him, my hands clenched tightly in my lap, fighting the impulse to say everything I was thinking. The house, usually a place of comfort, felt cold and distant, as if even the walls could sense the tension that had settled between us. The faint sound of rain tapping against the windows did nothing to soothe the sharpness in the air. It was a storm that had nothing to do with the weather.