Chapter 11: Awakenings of the Heart

As consciousness slowly returned, I found myself lying comfortably on a plush couch in Damien's office. The soft afternoon light peered through the window, casting a warm glow upon the room. Damien, unaware of my awakening, sat at his desk, fully engrossed in his work.

I couldn't help but admire him, his handsome features accentuated by the gentle light. His chiseled jawline and piercing eyes evoked a sense of strength and confidence that left me breathless. Compared to the familiar face of Josh, Damien seemed to radiate an undeniable magnetism, an allure that went far beyond physical appearance.

As our eyes briefly met, a small smile played on Damien's lips. He rose from his seat and approached me, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay?" He asked, his voice resonating with genuine care.

A surge of gratitude washed over me as I sat up, inching closer to him. "I'm fine," I replied softly, my voice carrying a mix of vulnerability and relief. "Just needed a moment of rest."

Damie