Chapter 108: Katy Perry - Hot or Cold
It was the truth. Just not the whole truth.
She didn’t say that she’d come because she missed him so much it hurt. She didn’t say that she’d walked into his castle this morning thinking she could fix everything with one smile, one confession. She didn’t say how the scent of another woman still clung to his furniture, how Seliora’s words were gnawing through her skull.
Damien looked at her for a long beat, like he knew there was more behind her silence. But he didn’t ask. He just nodded faintly and leaned back against the desk, every movement still laced with pain.
"Luna, you cannot keep swinging me this way and that," Damien said. "Taking me back and forth. I am not a child." He exhaled heavily, rubbing his temples with trembling fingers. "So if there is nothing immediate you need from me, I need you to leave."
Luna’s mouth opened slightly in shock. That wasn’t what she expected. Her hands dropped from where they had been hovering near him. "I need to make sure you are okay, Damien," she said. "What is with this constant pain you are in?"
"Since when do you give a shit?" he snapped, the words slicing out of him. He instantly regretted it. Regret didn’t come with a rewind button, just a guilt hangover. He staggered to his feet, one hand clutching the edge of the desk and the other pressed against his pounding skull. "Leave, Luna."
"You cannot do this," she said, hurt brimming in her voice. The sound of it almost made him sit back down, beg for her to stay. Almost. "You cannot begin to push me away now."
Damien let out a bitter laugh. "I’m pushing you away?" he echoed with disbelief. He gestured wildly. "I... Are you crazy? What in the hell have you been doing since the moment we met?"
"Damien—"
"Since the very moment our hands touched and the bond ignited," he said, "I have never been good enough for you. You treated me like a side quest in your destiny."