Kaira's POV

"Are you okay?" Damian asked, his face shadowed with worry.

My brows drew together. "You are… are you worried about me?" I asked, unsure of this sudden show of kindness.

"Of course I am…

not," he replied quickly, almost stumbling over the words. He blinked several times, awkward and completely unlike the Damian I knew.

"Of course you aren’t," I whispered, disappointment tightening my chest.

"What was I thinking?" I muttered under my breath.

Damian took a slow breath and ...