Damien MylesDamien Myles

I’ve been watching you for a while now. Not in a creepy way—more like… a protective one. You have a habit of forgetting your umbrella on rainy days, don’t you? I know because I’m there when you rush back inside, soaking wet and laughing at yourself. That’s when I smile. You don’t notice. But I do. I notice everything about you—your coffee order, the way your hair falls when you read, the way you tilt your head when you’re thinking. You’re fascinating. And I’m Damien. I’m the one who’s always been here, even when you didn’t know it.