KEILAH

The moment the words left my lips—“Because I'm not marrying Aaron”—Damien’s reaction was immediate.

His jaw clenched, eyes narrowing ever so slightly as something fierce flickered behind them. He didn’t say anything right away, but I saw the way his body tensed, how his shoulders rose ever so slightly like he was holding himself back from exploding.

Then he said it, his voice low and tight, “You even know his name?”

I blinked at the sharpness in his tone.

“Are you two that close already to know his name that fast?” he added, a hint of accusation buried beneath the calm.

I bit my lower lip, trying not to...