ALPHA DAMON’S POV

Soon after I ended the call with the head chef, ordering her to bring breakfast for two to Jenny’s room, I turned back to Jenny and she was still fidgeting with her fingers while she stared down at her thighs, avoiding my gaze or even meeting her eyes with mine. I sighed before I inched closer to her then I raised her head to look at me again from beneath her chin and her eyes looked so sad and sorry. I just stared at her for a while and she did the same too but she seemed to be uncomfortable maintaining eye contact with me.

“Are you...