Chapter 162

MAYA'S POV We've been sitting like this for a full minute, maybe longer than that, two people occupying the same spaces, yet miles apart. I stare at nothing in particular as Damien sits across from me. Every time my eyes drift in his direction, they snag on the scars lining his face. A permanent reminder of what happened in Lucian's mansion. I cleared my throat, the sound too loud in the silence of the room. “How are you feeling?” He doesn't look at me when he answers. “You'd have known if you came to check on me at the hospital.” The words land exactly where he wants them to. I felt guilt twist in my chest instantly. I exhaled slowly. “Damien…I'm so sorry for what happened. I know I should be there for you, but I just…I have a lot on my mind lately.” He finally looks up, eyes narrowing slightly. “It's Lucian, isn't it? You still can't get him out of your head after what he did to you.” I shake my head, but even I can hear how weak the denial sounds. “It's not what you think. I tried t