Chapter 71: She's my girlfriend, and not yours. Damon's POVMy alarm beeped at four in the morning, and that was when I realized the night had passed—it was already morning.I stayed by Ava’s bed all night. I only managed a few hours of sleep, and for the rest of the night, I was wide awake.Watching her sleep, checking the heart monitor. I wasn’t a doctor, but I was alert enough to know when the monitor was beeping incorrectly.The only times I stayed away from Ava were when the nurses came in to check on her...Bianca had offered to stay the night with her, but I told her to rest at the reception. She had already done so much. Besides, I had nothing else to do—or better yet, I couldn’t bring myself to do anything, knowing Ava wasn’t yet on her feet.I turned off my alarm and stayed by Ava’s bedside. I wasn’t going to work today. The last time I went to work while Ava was still in the hospital, everything went chaotic. I wasn’t going to risk that ever again.As I sat by her bedside,
CHAPTER 70: I LOVE YOUAva's POVDamon and I sat there in silence, not saying a single thing to each other, till I struck up a conversation.“Damon,” I called his name softly, as I didn’t know how I was going to ask the questions that filled my thoughts.He grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips and kissed it softly. “Yes, Ava?”I paused for a moment, unsure if I was ready to hear the truth. But deep down, I knew I had to ask. I had to know. “Why are you really here, Damon?”“Isn’t it obvious?” Damon asked, inching closer, and my heart began to beat a little faster.I didn’t reply. I just kept quiet, staring at his beautiful eyes.“I love you, Ava…”The words hit me harder than I expected. For a second, I forgot how to breathe. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t move... I just stared at him, trying to make sense of what I’d heard.Did he just say this, or was it my mind playing with me? Or the drugs the nurses had injected into my body?Damon had never said that to me before. Not once.I
Chapter 69: You're safe with me, Ava Ava’s POVAt first, my vision was blurry, but it slowly cleared. I looked around the room, taking in the tubes in my arms and the steady beep of the heart monitor. I was in the hospital.“What happened?” I groaned, trying to move, but my whole body felt like jelly. Even lifting a finger was a struggle.“Hey there,” a nurse walked over to me with a soft smile. “How are you feeling, Ava?”“I want to see Damon,” I said immediately. I didn’t care about seeing Walter, Susan, or Bianca. I only wanted him.“Damon? You mean Mr. Damon Caldwell?” she asked. The way she said his full name made it clear—he was here.“Yes. Damon. I need him,” I said, my throat dry and voice weak. Just speaking made me feel even more tired.“You don’t want—”“I want Damon,” I snapped, wincing as a sharp pain shot through my head.“Okay, okay,” the nurse said quickly, helping me settle back on the bed. “I’ll get him. Just relax.”A few minutes later, I heard footsteps. The door
CHAPTER 68: Let Me In!!Damon's POVI rushed out of my car like a madman and pushed the door open. I only ensured my car was locked, but whether I parked it well? I cared less.Entering the reception hall, I saw a girl and a man seated together. I could recognize the girl; she was one of the two girls I saw with Ava the previous night.The one driving, if I remembered well. I walked up to where the receptionist was supposed to be seated, but she was not there."Where the fuck is the receptionist?" I yelled, ready to tear the hospital apart if no one was going to show me where Ava was being kept.I felt a presence behind me and quickly turned, thinking it was the receptionist, but no, it was the young man who was seated with one of Ava's friends."Greetings, sir, my name is Richard. I admire your work so much, and I'd love—""Fuck me..." I muttered to myself. Couldn't the Richard of a person read the room and see that I wasn't in the mood for fan meetings?"Mr. Caldwell, is anything—"
CHAPTER 67: Dying…Damon's POVI flinched, tasting the metallic tang of blood in my mouth, and feeling it slowly slide down to my lips.I felt a sharp sting when my hands reached to my nose, pressing against it. I shot Walter a deadly glare and, without uttering a single word, I brushed past him, went into my car, and drove off.My day was already chaotic, and I didn't want to make it any worse. I needed a drink, and that was what I was going to get.I had to believe Walter had punched me because of our conversation last night, but at that moment, he was the least of my problems.Getting into a restaurant not too far from my workplace, I found a table at the end of the room and quickly headed to it. I wanted somewhere I could stay with my thoughts, undisturbed."Good morning, sir. What would you like to have?" a red-haired waitress walked up to me with a menu card."Just get me a very good wine," I requested, leaning back in my seat and finally arranging my shirt."That's alright. Do
CHAPTER 66: Why do I miss her?Damon's POV"Shit!" I muttered to myself as I woke up, realizing that I had slept without changing my clothes while waiting for Ava.I sighed deeply on the bed, shifting uncomfortably and feeling restless as I wondered why Ava hadn't come in the previous night.It was unlike her. Or did she come back without me knowing?I quickly rose from the bed and headed to her room, but was disappointed. She wasn't back. I went back to the sitting room, checking the locks, and it was just like I left it before heading to my room last night.Checking my phone, I also discovered she didn't send a text or anything to inform me that she would be back late—let alone not returning at all.You know what? It didn't matter. She was a full-grown woman, just as Walter had pointed out in our conversation last night.Ava could do whatever she wanted to do, and I didn't need to know about her whereabouts.It wasn't even as if I cared about her that much. As a matter of fact, once