Chapter 156
Grace
I expected a snarky remark but there was no moment from his side and I sighed. I walked toward him and stared at his pale face. Denice will not be back for a good long time. I opened his shirt, grabbed the wet towel from the bathroom, and wiped his body. “What have you done to yourself, Damon? You could have told me. You could have shared your burden with me. I would have understood you.”
“Just get up already. Are you hearing me? Open your eyes.” I sat beside him and watched his chest going up and down. I patted his cheek and talked to him about random things. “Hey. . . wake up,” I whispered in his ear as a lone tear fell from my eyes.
His fingers moved and I looked at his face. His eyes slowly opened and I squealed in happiness.
“Grace?” He said in a hoarse voice.
