Chapter 272 - You're not going to let me go, are you?

Damon remained motionless for a few seconds after realizing exactly where he was, his brain still trying to keep up with his body while a throbbing pain pulsed behind his eyes, as if each heartbeat echoed directly inside his skull, subtly reminding him of the choices of the previous night. The lingering taste of wine still seemed stuck in his throat, and his whole body carried that characteristic weight of someone who had not only drunk too much but had also completely surrendered to impulses that were now taking their toll. He breathed deeply, slowly, trying to adjust to the soft light filtering through the curtains, still partially hidden under the sheets, as if that were enough to protect him from the world—or at least from his own conscience.