Chapter 47. What am I going to do with you?

"Impossible," Damien murmured, kissing her forehead. "You're the most beautiful woman in the world. How can you ruin anything when you make everything better just by walking into a room? For me, anyway." She looked up at him with imploring eyes as though she couldn't quite believe anything he had to say, covered her mouth, and made a sound between a sob and laugh. "You would have fared better with Selene. Addie is... someone you wouldn't want to be with anymore, Damien." He kissed the side of her head, picked up her hand, and kissed that too. "Why don't you let me be the judge of that, huh? Addie, I'm sorry I didn't come for you. I should have." Her face crumpled, and she shoved him away to leave the bed. "I didn't need you to save me, Damien. You had your own future to live. One of the maids told me you graduated from Oxford." She grabbed a throw from a chair and wrapped it around herself before turning away from him to face the window. "Oxford, Damien. It's ironic, really, because I