Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16

That’s right, they didn’t have a future.

Aubrey lowered her head, remaining silent.

Damon leaned against the window, his voice unhurried as he asked, “How long ago did you

sau break

k up with him?

Aubrey’s voice was cold.7 need to rest. Please leave.”

Damon completely disregarded her dismissal.“He never once came to find you?”

Aubrey’s exasperation mounted.“Are you leaving, or aren’t you?

Their conversation was on two entirely different wavelengths. Each knew exactly what the other was implying, yet neither was willing to acknowledge

iit..

A bitter smile played on Damon’s lips as he let out a soft exhale. He looked nonchalant, almost teasing, as he pressed on, “Do you still love him?”

Aubrey was weary to her core. She couldn’t bear to prolong this any further, and without thinking, she blurted out, I do. More than anything. Now. will you please leave?”

Damon pressed his lips into a thin line, his gaze fixed on the ground. He stood in silence for a long moment, a chilling aura gradually radiating from

kim.

When he finally raised his gaze to Aubrey, his eyes were bloodshot.

When Aubrey met his raw, bloodshot eyes, her heart felt as if it had been brutally whipped, trembling with a pain so acute it was like seeing mangled welts, each breath a fresh stab.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she instinctively clenched her hands into fists.

Was it pure hatred, blazing fury, that even five years later, hearing her confess her love for that man still brought tears of rage to his eyes?

Damon seemed to draw on every ounce of his strength to force a bitter, chilling laugh from his lips. Four years with me… did that mean so little compared to his money?”

Aubrey’s heart twisted with a sharp, cutting pain, her voice barely a whisper.“It’s been five years. Why can’t you just let it go?”

Because I still can’t understand. Is money truly that important?”

Aubrey couldn’t bear to say another word. Every time this topic resurfaced, it was pure agony.

wanted to flee, turning to walk back into her room.

Damon closed the distance in a few swift strides, grabbing her wrist and yanking her back

Aubrey felt her wrist bones threaten to shatter under his grip.”Damon, you’re hurting me?” she gasped, anger flaring

Anawer me,” Damon bit out, each word heavy with demand.

When his furious gaze, and a knife twisted in Aubrey’s heart “What answer will finally satisfy you?” she pleaded, her sose barely a whope

Dameon asked. “He’s just a playboy, living off his parents‘ dime. What money could you possibly wam from him?”

Autorey but her lower lip, unale to utter a single word

“Are you after the patheti

trance he has to beg his parents for His pretty buy face? Oh that waist of his, thinner than yours? Does ha e

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Tmcrude” Damon’s law furrowed his eyes naring italy sold His large and clasped her slender waist, pushing her against the wall

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Aubry in pinned against the wall, her breath filling with the faint s

can deep and unyielding.

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“Human nature craves thire things affection, imunity. affection, I’ve always been devoted to you, warning nothing more than to spoil you rotten. As for money, anything he has I can earn As for sex, am ! as good as lim? Am I incapable of satisfying you?”

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Aubrey couldn’t hold back anymore. Her eyes welled with tears, and her heart clenched in a sharp, aguniaing he that male her beath

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In her heart, no one in the world could ever compare to Damon,

Aubrey choked back her grief, her voice, though she tried to keep it steady, coming out weak and breathless. “Damon,” she said, “Loving someone might take reasons. But not loving someone, that truly needs no reason at all. Even if he wasn’t in the picture, even if there were no other man, I still wouldn’t be with you

Damon released her hand, staggering back a step. His bloodshot eyes were already swimming with tears as he tilted his head back, staring at the ceiling.

It took him a long moment to recover. A smile, more a grimace of pain than anything else, stretched his lips. He pressed them together and gave a curt nod, then let out a long, shuddering breath.

He didn’t say a word, disappointment blazing in his eyes. He spun around with a decisive finality, and as he passed the sofa, he yanked his suit jacket and rie, then strode out of the rental apartment.

Every ounce of strength drained from Aubrey, and she slumped against the wall, her gaze fixed on Damon’s retreating back.

Her heart felt ripped out, a raw, bleeding chasm that stole her breath. She clamped her hands over her mouth, desperate to stifle the sobs, but the tears came anyway, a raging torrent like a burst dam

She slid down the wall, collapsing to the floor, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her hands remained clamped over her mouth, only muffled whimpers escaping her throat. Her vision blurred with tears, her face and the backs of her hands drenched.

God, it hurt so much…

What am I going to do?

I’m so sorry, Damon, so sorry…

It was November, and a torrential downpour lashed Crestview City.

The coastal south finally welcomed its first cold snap.

Sixty–four degrees Fahrenheit, damp and bone–chilling cold, the wind cutting through to her bones and making her teeth chatter.

Aubrey had gotten a notice from her Landlord just days before.

Demolition was scheduled. She had two weeks to move out.

Her job was already demanding, and receiving the demolition notice completely blindsided her.

That weekend, she met up with Sierra. When Aubrey brought up moving, Sierra slammed her hand on the table, her eyes blazing with fierce loyalty.“Don’t say another word,” she declared “I have a two–bedroom apartment in Cloudbreak Heights. You can move in there, no rent.”

The apartment in Cloudbreak Heights was a pre–wedding gift from Ryan to Sierra, making it Sierra’s personal property–a fact Aubrey herself had helped notarize.

Aubrey had been there before. It was quite spacious, over a thousand square feet, tastefully decorated, and coay. But the crucial detail was that from the bedroom window, you could see Caleb’s house.

This was precisely what Aubrey wanted.

“Sierra,” Aubrey said, “since it’s sitting empty, why don’t you rent it to me? i’ll make my investigation vasive.”

Only then did Sierra cation “Calebs!

con “Caleb lives right across the building,” she said, her voice laced with concern “Aren’t you afraid he’ll harass you?”

Aubrey’s tune was firm “No”

“You will suspect his mother is the real killer”

Aubrey nodded “Exactly. And those there withomes”

“It’s been five years,” birra said, her face riched

Widoworry “Finding evidence of the anaali will be disredibly difficul. I’m afraid

anything, and Caleb, that jerk, will just latch onto you”

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