Chapter 122Selina POVThe silence didn't feel like a wall this time. I stayed on the edge of the bed, and Damien stayed by the window, and neither of us moved to fix it. For once, it didn't feel like something that needed fixing.After a while, he stepped away from the window. He didn't ask if he could sit closer or hover at like a man seeking permission. He just walked further into the room, like it was the most natural thing in the world,"The doctor said the swelling's gone down," he said, settling into the chair near the dresser. He wants to see you again Thursday.""Marcus already told me, twice. He also told me the estate paperwork is temporary, in case I was wondering.""He can be insufferable when he's trying to be helpful.""He's insufferable most of the time."A tired chuckle laugh escaped him. I looked up sharply; the sound of Damien chuckling struck me more than it should have.He looked around, "The house still smells like paint. "I keep meaning to ask them to air it out
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