“Kat, did I do something wrong?” Damian asked.
It’d been ten days since all my memories of him came back to my mind, and we were currently sitting on his private plane, going to Bali to celebrate Nick’s birthday.
“What made you say that?” I asked with feigned surprise.
“Sometimes you appear to avoid me,” he explained as he sat across from me, leaning toward me with his elbows on his thighs.
“It’s just the headaches. I’m sorry if it seemed like I was shunning you,” I said apologetically. It was just an excuse. In truth, I kind of stayed away from him because I didn't know what to do.
It was hard to not show my love for him and to pretend that I didn't remember him. Most of the time, I felt like holding him close to me, kissing him, apologizing, and telling him that I loved him, especially when I saw the longing in his eyes.
