I stood in front of Damian’s house again, my fingers gripping the strap of my bag so tightly my knuckles ached.The evening was quiet, too quiet. Even the wind that usually played with the leaves seemed to hold its breath. The tall, glass windows of his house reflected the pale stretch of sky, making it look cold, distant, untouchable.For a long moment, I just stood there, staring at the door, the doubt pressing harder with every passing second. What if he didn’t want to see me? What if I was reading into something that wasn’t even there? What if I walked in, and he looked at me with that calm, unreadable face that said you shouldn’t have come?I swallowed hard. My throat felt tight.Before I could talk myself out of it, I reached for the handle and pushed the door open before the butler could.The house was quiet, the faint hum of some distant bass line seeping through the air. I recognized it immediately, it was coming from upstairs. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me as
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