Lucy’s POV Night came so soon, I hadn’t noticed until now. So I made my way back into the room I shared with Damien. My fingertips still trembled slightly as I clutched the doorknob, trying to convince myself not to feel this way anymore. But how could I not? That image of them, Patricia’s lips on his.When I entered the room I shared with Damien, he was lounging on the bed, one arm tucked behind his head, the other holding his phone. The glow of the screen lit up his face, casting shadows across the face I once memorized as mine. He didn’t even lift his eyes when I walked in. Not a glance. Not a word. Just the click of his tongue as he scrolled, and the sound of my own heartbeat thundering in my ears.I said nothing either. Words had become a burden, too heavy. I walked past him to the wardrobe, my fingers moving slowly as I took off the clothes I’d worn all day. My blouse slipped from my shoulders, pooling at my feet. The cold air kissed my bare skin, and I paused, wondering if h
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