Amara's POV
I stood up like a teenage girl the mom caught with her crush secretly in her bedroom.
"Damien was here." I uttered foolishly, like she did not see him.
"I am not blind. And I am going after him when I am done here with you." She said, placing one hand on her hips, and eyes narrowing. "You and the Gamma?"
I shook my head. "It is not what you think. We were just... talking."
She gave me a look that she didn't believe me at all. "Of course, you need to sit on him like that to talk." Her voice now held a teasing edge. She might had winked at me if she wasn't here for serious business.
"Is there something you would like to confess?"
My lips thinned into a straight line. That familiar ache of guilt pulling at my chest. This was judgement, and I could not escape it now.
"I sol
