A pained expression crossed Damien's face, and Ciara felt a twinge of guilt. “You're right, this isn't ethical.” He admitted, running a hand through his hair. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought my personal feelings into this. It's just that…you're the only woman I ever loved, and I thought maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for us.”

“Us…?” She asked him, wearing an obfuscated look. “Was there ever ‘us’?”

Damien looked at her with pleading eyes. “Tell me honestly, Ciara. Is there any chance you might feel the same way?” He replied to her questions with his own question instead.

“Look here, Damien.” She started on a simple note....