Lavenia's POV
What was I thinking? Walking up to Dr. Lane while he was alone with his fiancée and nearly confessing about that cursed night in front of the woman he seemed to adore so much—it felt so heartbreaking.
I'm now in Damien's car; he hasn't stopped chattering since we got in and seems to be mocking me. However, I didn't catch his full sentence.
"I told you, no one loves you more than I do," he said. I just let out a heavy sigh.
I could have shut him up right then and there, but I felt like I had no energy left after learning that heartbreaking truth about that Doctor-fucking-Lane.
Damien was about to speak again, but his phone rang and I glanced at it—Anita's name was displayed. Without hesitation or a second thought, Damien answered the call.
"Yes, honey?" he greeted, glancing at me briefly, then his previously sweet expression toward me, turned cold.
This man seemed to have a split personality.
