**DAMIEN**

Keep calm, Damien, keep calm.

I tugged at my tie, trying to loosen it a bit from my neck.

This weird burning sensation in my chest was unsettling and wrecking my mood.

A warm hand came to rest on my upper arm and I jerked back a bit.

“Are you okay, Damien?” Cheryl's voice washed over me and immediately lessened my tense muscles. “You look tensed and all.”

With a tight jaw, I rounded on her and pinned her with a look. “I thought I asked you to stay at home,” I gritted out.

She rolled her eyes at me—like really rolled her eyes at me!

“But here we...