(Sapphire's POV)
He didn't make a sound, didn't offer an explanation. He didn't even look like I had just seen him about to enter the room of the woman who had pulled the trigger on my best friend.
With flowers! With fucking flowers!
This was not a hate visit. He was visiting and making sure she was okay.
How long had this been going on?
"Damian…" I tried again.
"Sapphire."
"Damian, what is this? What are you doing here?" I asked, refusing to believe my eyes.
Refusing to believe that Damian would hurt or betray me like this.
"Visiting the occupant of this hospital room." He replied without hesitation.
Oh, God. No, no. NO!
"Why are you visiting Mira, Damian? With flowers?" I asked.
"Because it is my hospital and I can." He replied tautly.
"Just two days after you got a call from a man working for my father, and you're already going to visit your ex girlfriend? The same one who wants me dead?" I was deeply hurt and did not even try to hide it.
