Cindy’s POV
I found myself standing in the hallway of the Skyview Hotel, my stomach twisted in knots.
Why the hell was I here? I couldn’t even explain it to myself.
All I knew was that after that disastrous breakfast with Damian and the Callahans, and then the stupidly thoughtful gesture of sending his driver, Martin, to deliver the entire buffet to my place, I couldn’t shake the guilt.
He left his work, dropped everything, just to show up for me. Inconvenienced himself enough to sleep on a couch.
And how did I thank him?
By running my mouth and throwing every mean thing I could think of right in his face.
Ungrateful brat, table for one.
By noon I couldn’t take the heaviness in my chest anymore. I called Ric, told him to find Damian’s location before I lost my nerve.
Ric didn’t di
