Damon’s Point of View
I don't know how long I stood there, just staring at the closed door after Ava left.
The silence in the room feels heavy, almost like the walls are closing in.
I run a hand through my hair and let out a frustrated sigh.
Because for the first time in a very long time...
I don't know what to do.
You need to talk to her.
My wolf says quietly and I close my eyes.
I know.
The words come out tired.
I know.
I know I hurt her.
I know I said the wrong things.
I know I watched her walk away when every part of me wanted to stop her, but knowing and fixing it are two completely different things.
Go talk to her.
I just... not yet...
I murmur and my wolf immediately growls.
Not yet?
I open my eyes and glare at nothing.
I need to think.
Think about what? You nee
