Chapter 32. Meeting the Ladies

**CHERYL**

Waking up the next morning had me feeling murderous all over again.

First, I had gone to bed last night on an empty stomach all because I had wanted to prove a point and make Damien aware that I was pissed… but see where that got me.

Secondly, Damien is yet to make amends for yesterday. I mean, during a couple's dispute, the guy is supposed to extend the olive branch first, right?

And come to even think of it, Damien is even the one at fault!

Jerking up straight in the bed, my gaze fell on what was supposedly his own side of the bed, and on reaching across to feel it, I found it very cold.

My eyes narrowed.

He didn't sleep here either, hmm… I see.

The sound of waves crashing inevitably succeeded in dragging my gaze to the open balcony and a tiny smile tugged at my lips.

I had almost forgotten the reason why I'm here in the first place.

Well, fuck Damien Heron… I'm out to explore that beach.

Swinging my legs