Chapter Sixty Six

This had to be her decision and hers alone; he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he thought for one second her answer was coerced in any way. When her tears resumed, he thought that they were tears of joy, just as before. But when she started sobbing and he saw that look of complete sadness on her face, his heart felt crushed.

Damien had never wanted to hurt her. He would rather die than live with the guilt that he had caused her pain. He couldn't take it any longer, the sounds of her sobbing on that bed cut through him with a fierceness he had never felt before; worse than any bullet or blade.

He backed away from her, taking one last look at her body lying out in front of him; memorizing every hair, every pore, and breathing deep he took in her scent one last time. He vaulted over the bed and was out the door in a flash. He swiveled around the doorframe and shot down the hallway. He got to the back door and grabbed the doorknob in his mouth and turned it. He nosed the door ope