DAMIEN'S POV
Three days had passed since the greenhouse. Three days since Damien had given Aria every possible opening to ask for help, and she'd remained silent.
Three days of watching her carry an impossible burden alone while he fought the urge to just force the issue.
But he'd made a decision. He was going to continue showing her...through actions, not words....that he saw her. All of her. That he valued every part of who she was, not just the role she was playing.
Which brought him to this morning's project.
The unused room on the third floor had been a storage space....filled with old furniture and forgotten belongings. But over the past two days, while Aria had been occupied with her regular duties, Damien had transformed it.
