The next two days, Damian was silent. He was still gentle, and he smiled lovingly and sweetly at me, but he always had a faraway look in his eyes.
It made me scared, and at the same time hurt to see him like that. The last time he acted like this, he was going to tell me that he couldn’t be with me.
Was it wrong for me to ask him those questions? Him being this distant hurt my heart, but it wasn’t because of his fault. It was because of my own mistakes. I shouldn’t have asked him those questions.
I had promised myself, and him, that I would wait for him, to wait until he was ready to tell me his secrets, but I hadn’t counted nor prepared myself for him to become like this - distant and ignoring me.
