Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 134

Inside the pitch–black room.

Aubrey faintly heard a knock at the door. She pulled back the covers, reached for her phone with a trembling hand, and glanced at the time with tear–filled eyes.

It was already ten o’clock at night.

The knocking stopped, and Damon’s gentle voice came through,“Bree, open the door.”

Her body shook violently, her stomach cramped with sharp pain, and a chilling numbness spread through her. She couldn’t stop the tears from flowing, but she desperately didn’t want Damon to see her in such a wretched state.

Her fingers trembling, she typed four words into a message: “Going to sleep.”

As soon as she sent it, the sound outside the door ceased immediately.

She dropped her phone, clutching her aching head, and huddled against the headboard. Biting her lip, she tried to use her willpower to overcome the agonizing physical torment she was enduring.

The more she suppressed it, the more breathless she became.

She hated herself, this inexplicable and inconsolable sadness, this unwillingness to give up Damon, yet the overwhelming pain that made her want to die instantly…

She felt utterly useless, like a broken person.

Her heart was pounding erratically, giving her a sense of impending doom.

“Click.”

Suddenly, she heard the sound of the lock turning, and the door was thrust open.

In the pitch–black room, a soft, orange light spilled in from the doorway. Damon, leaning on his cane, stood silhouetted against the light, his tall, muscular figure like a sturdy pine tree, striding towards her in the darkness.

Her tears flowed uncontrollably, like a broken string of pearls, streaming down her face. Her body shook even harder, and she couldn’t suppress the

obs that wracked her as she buried her face in the comforter, weeping.

Reaching the edge of the bed, Damon tossed his crutches aside and knelt, pulling her out from under the covers.

His strong hands gripped her arms tightly, hauling her limp body upright. Her head lolled back, like a soulless rag doll, her tear–filled eyes struggling to ocus on the shadowy outline of the man before her.

She couldn’t make out the expression in his deep–set eyes, but his voice was thick with emotion, a raw mix of pain and fury as he spoke her full

ame, “Aubrey Hayes, did you really think you could die without me knowing how much you’re hurting?”

She opened her mouth to speak, but her throat was constricted, and she couldn’t force a single word out.

You want to die? You want me to join you?” Tears streamed from his eyes, tracing a path down his cheeks to his chin. His voice, heavy with emotion, >roke with a sob, “Then let’s do it together.”

Aubrey was shaking, terror breaking through the chains of her pain.“No…” she gasped. Summoning every last bit of strength, she lurched forward, collapsing into his arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, burying her tear–streaked face against his warm chest.

Damon squeezed his eyes shut, overwhelmed with heartache, his body trembling as he sternly warned, “If you don’t want me to die, you better live your lamn life. I don’t care if you’re sick, in pain, or depressed, don’t you ever think about ending it again.”

“Mmm–hmm,” she croaked, her throat burning, managing only those two strained syllables as her tears soaked through his thin shirt

He sat up on the bed, leaning against the headboard, and pulled her shaking body tightly into his arms.

Her frail body was shaking violently, she was ice–cold all over, limp, and sobbing uncontrollably.

It felt like Damon was the one who was sick, not her.

Aubrey nodded fiercely against his chest, but she couldn’t control the pain, and the tears kept coming.

This out–of–control physical reaction was impossible to calm.

“Tell me, what hurts right now? Is it your heart? Or your body? Where does it hurt?” Damon asked softly.

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Her voice trembled, choked with tears.“I don’t know… when it gets physical, everything hurts. But my heart hurts the most….”

“Why does it hurt?”

You don’t want me anymore…” Saying this, she buried her face in his chest and cried again.

His eyes turned red, tears blurring his vision. His chest ached with anger, and he whispered plaintively in her ear, “I don’t want you? How can you say something so heartless, you little thing?”

You don’t trust me, and you don’t listen to my explanation. There’s really nothing between Alex and me.”

I’m sorry.” Damon realized his mistake and quickly apologized, “Bree, that’s not what I care about. I know Alex likes you, but he’s decent enough not to lo anything to you. I’m angry that you kept your illness from me, that you didn’t explain what happened to your heart the whole way here. And when you didn’t say anything, I didn’t ask.”

After getting home, I was busy researching your condition. Just because I didn’t talk to you for a little while, you thought I didn’t want you anymore?”

Aubrey gradually calmed down, though her body still trembled slightly.

Damon sighed deeply.“I only neglected you for a little while, and you couldn’t handle it. Think about the past two weeks, you’ve been so busy I barely aw you. I’ve been feeling neglected for half a month. Who do I take it out on?”

Are you taking it out on me?”

Couldn’t bring myself to.” Damon lowered his head, kissing the top of her head, nuzzling his cheek into her hair, inhaling her faint fragrance. He ightened his arms, embedding her soft, petite frame into his embrace.

‘erhaps he held her too tightly, his warm body enveloping her completely, the warmth starting to dispel the chill in her heart.

n his arms, listening to his heartbeat, Aubrey felt her body warm up, her breathing even out, and the pain gradually subside.

fis solid embrace was more fulfilling and effective than any words or medication.

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