Damian said, the low gravel of his voice scratching through the heavy silence to crunch under the weight of the emptiness that separated them. He had shifted to rest against the headboard, his fist clenching the opposing wrist as they rested on his bent knees. “I find it hard to trust in something that has caused me so much pain. To trust something that lied to me, about me, is nearly impossible for me to do.” The admission was pretty much what Amber had expected. That much had been obvious—what she hoped for was the reason behind the distrust. But she refused to ask, to beg further. Anything he gave her had to be given freely or it would mean nothing. So, instead of responding, Amber removed the tray, now littered with empty plates, to the floor next to the door she assumed was an exit. With her back to him, she took a steadying breath, then straightened and returned to sit on the corner of the bed. The corner farthest from Damian. He watched her with hooded eyes, the emotions hidden behind a shield so thick it was impossible to tell what he was thinking, let alone feeling.
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