Chapter 110 - Hazel's Gambit: A Price for Freedom
The morning light filtered through my bedroom curtains as I stared at my phone, rereading Damien's latest text: "I'm ordering that car today. Consider it an engagement gift in advance."
I felt my cheeks flush. After his revelation about my drunken behavior on my birthday night, Damien had been more openly affectionate and confident in his pursuit. The line between friendship and something more was blurring with each passing day.
"An engagement gift?" I muttered to myself, both thrilled and terrified by the implication. "We're not even dating officially."
But wasn't that just a technicality at this point? The chemistry between us was undeniable, especially now that I knew I'd already kissed him once—even if I couldn't remember it.
My phone buzzed again: "Grandmother's discharge papers are ready. We're waiting for you in the lobby."
