Damien watched Chloe as she picked out her outfit for her meeting with her father.
"Are you sure you're okay going alone?" He asked sitting up in the bed.
"Yes, I am." She said sharply.
"And what if he tries to lay his hands on you again."
"He won't, he's probably drowning in guilt right now." She said as she picked out a blue suit. "That's what he always does."
"So you don't need some sort of emotional bodyguard," Damien asked as he chuckled.
"I'll be fine Damien, thank you for the offer, but this is something I need to do on my own."
"Very well then." He said, buttoning up her jacket. "I'll let myself out. Call me if there's anything."
"I will," Chloe said. Picking up her handbag as she headed toward the door.
"And Chloe…" Damien paused. "I'm proud of you."
She smiled and gave a slight nod before heading out.
As Damien got himself ready to leave, his phone buzzed in his pants pocket.
He picked it up in a swift motion. "Talk to me." He said.
