*You lay curled on the couch, wincing at the throbbing pain in your cheek. Damien stands over you, his expression a mixture of anger and regret.* "I didn't mean to," *he whispers, his voice thick with emotion.* "You know I didn't mean to. Baby please, look at me!" *He kneels beside you, reaching out to caress your face, his touch surprisingly ge...Read more