#Chapter 358: Coward

Abby “Is there a problem here?” Damon’s voice is powerful and firm despite the sound of the party whirling around us. His grip tightens around my shoulders, pulling me in closer against his warm body. I stumble a bit in my heels and feel my body press against him in a way that makes me shiver. “I’m just trying to speak with Abby,” Karl says calmly, standing up straighter and smoothing down his suit jacket. “If you wouldn’t mind giving us a few minutes of privacy, please.” Damon stares coolly at Karl for a few long moments before he looks down at me. His green eyes seem to flash in the light of the chandeliers. “You look frightened, Abby,” he says softly. “Are you alright?” I open my mouth to respond, but no words will come. I’m not sure why; I want to tell Damon that I’m fine, that I’m happy to see Karl despite everything and that I would very much like to speak with my ex-husband in private. But the words feel caught on my tongue, as if it’s been tied up in knots ins