Damon’s POVThe drive back home was not as soothing as usual. The blur of the city's light which always felt therapeutic just looked out of place tonight.My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I flared the accelerator. Clara’s voice kept replaying in my head on an unending loop.‘I can't have sex with you, that part of my life with you is over.’Did she really hate me that much?My jaw tightened.Her half receptive expression to my IVF suggestion didn't make her rejection hurt less. A short bitter laugh escaped my throat.“What did I expect? A welcome?” I asked no one in particular.Twenty minutes later, I pulled into the driveway of my duplex and shut off the ignition. The front porch light was the only light on and it felt unusual but then I remembered I was the only one in the house now or so I guessed.I let out a deep breath from exhaustion as I remained seated in my car. I stayed like that for a couple of minutes trying to draw the strength I would need to confront Camill
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