Words failed her as she struggled to comprehend the betrayal playing out before her very eyes.
"I am sorry. I did not mean to interrupt," Arabella finally managed to stammer.
Arabella turned on her heel and bolted, her heart pounding in her chest as she fled from the balcony, desperate to escape.
As Damon moved to follow her, Sabrina's hand shot out, grasping his arm in a desperate attempt to stop him. "Let her go, Damon," she pleaded.
Damon's patience snapped like a taut wire stretched to its limit. With a sharp jerk, he wrenched his arm free from Sabrina's grip, his eyes flashing with anger. "I've had enough of you, Sabrina," he seethed, his voice low and dangerous. "Get the hell out of my house, or I will call security."
Sabrina recoiled as if struck. For a moment, the air crackled
