ANOTHER REJECTION…
Damon woke up to the consequences of his actions the night before. His head felt like it was about to split into half with pain and the brightness in the room wasn't exactly helping, in fact it made the painful buzzing in his head worsen. Groaning, he sat up straight and massaged his temple while looking around the room… confused about his whereabouts. Why was he in the living room?? He shook his head and got up from the couch. Massaging his temple, he dragged his feet out of the living room into the kitchen and halted in his steps when he noticed Lilliana sitting in one of the kitchen stools, a bowl of cereal on her lap and a spoon in her hand as she ate.
Why the heck was she up so early on a Saturday?? He couldn't help but wonder as his plan to avoid the girl flew ou
