DAMIEN'S POVIt was Tuesday afternoon, and for the first time in days, I felt a genuine lightness in my chest. Two days. Two days since Adrian had spoken to me again, really spoke. Two days since the crushing weight on my chest had eased, just a fraction. Two days. It felt like a lifetime.Guilt, a persistent, gnawing beast, still clawed at me. I knew I didn't deserve Adrian's forgiveness, his willingness to even look at me, let alone talk. He hadn't deserved any of it – the lies, the betrayal, the raw, ugly pain I had inflicted. I had vowed, silently but fiercely, to spend every waking moment proving myself worthy of another chance, to ensure I never repeated that horrific chapter of my life. Never again would I be the cause of his pain. No more disappointing him. No more hurting him.The day had been a relentless blur of appointments at the clinic. Now, finally, the last patient was gone, the door locked, and the silence was a welcome balm to my frayed nerves. Back-to-back consultat
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