"Chloe, can you just let me apologise?" Damien whispered as he leaned forward on the table.
"Even if I'm completely unaware of what I'm apologising for." He continued.
Chloe raised her eyebrows in shock.
"So why did you call me here?" She asked.
"Because I know you're upset regarding our call yesterday morning and I wanted to apologise. Because the last time we saw one another, we were good. Satisfied in fact."
He says with an underlying edge.
Chloe shifted in her seat when she heard his words. "You're right, that's after you called me a luxury meet-up."
"Look, I know I came off strong, and I'm sorry. I'm just really stressed out and I'm dealing with a lot of shit."
"Shit like what Damien? Why won't you just talk to me?"
"Because you can't understand." He snapped.
"Then make me understand." He fired back.
Damien let out a huge sigh, but he didn't say anything.
Chloe breathed in slowly before she spoke.
"Why didn't you tell me you had a brother?"
