bit on the seat, her hands rested close to her lap, her eyes clung to the streets of the dark town, which blurred in front of the wi

ned in the

otions were real and the relationship between her and Damian was not just part of an agreement. And

mance? Or someone managed to

e, crack. His gaze was directed directly, jaw tight, the attitude stiff. Each part of the shouted strengt

end. Her voice barely took through the car, the hu

o her, his eyes intensifie

eft behind an unstable breath. "It likes that I lose parts o

e it. He rubbed the restlessness of a rare gesture, behind his neck. He

r a man who seemed so untouched. She would never have estimated Demian Bla

nes under them, all glass and steel, under the night sky, as if everything is like

arp air. Demian did

expected them as an open mouth. Demian pressed the

ence st

Polish steel. Her eyes were tired. Her

l like you're just going through mo

t so calmly with a sigh, he nodded his head. "Every day," he said softly. "Bu

the air as smoki

ld? Did he train to prevent her from feeli

hat to say. So she

se. Demian went first, his steps sta

dy to live in a lie, which was real, was unsure

r, he took his voice calmly, but

. And then, with a deep breath, she followed him - crossed t

o a fantastic place, her ph

fr

e that he did not look at weeks.

nd

ath was

Penthouse, damian, weight of the false com

ther who called her a fool, instead of focusing on the family, accused her o

tared at the screen. The phone resonat

Damian asked the whole r

st looked at him, her eye

sked again. This time was

ow," she sa

pressure. All this would take to open a

opped calling. Later,

d for once she did not press. He

one, her views moved. What

ngs ... Was she strong enou

't know t

s another fake gala or a dirty conversation

ood was no longer the onl