Chapter 26 Maya's True Colors

• Amanda
• That morning, Damian ate breakfast with his usual cold, displeased expression. From where I sat, I could feel his frustration, even though his back was to the maids who kept sneaking glances, probably thinking everything was fine between us.
• But then, they had no idea that this was all pretense. The following days passed quietly—at least on the surface. I didn’t have to go to the company since I had taken annual leave, so I spent every day at the nursing home with Grandma.