Elena
The nurse led me to an empty ward. After checking my bruises and taking samples from it, she scribbled into a chart and smiled at me.
“I'm sure you'll be fine. Your boyfriend insisted that you see a doctor.”
Boyfriend? Damon had told her he was my boyfriend. I fought the urge to face palm as I felt heat risk into my cheeks.
“He's not my boyfriend.” I muttered as I suddenly found the patterns on the bruise on my wrists so interesting.
The nurse apparently didn't hear me, she was scribbling furiously into her chart.
She suddenly looked up and flashed her pearly whites at me. Ack! So bright.
“The doctor will see you soon.” She clicked her tongue and scurried off.
As I say there alone, my mind went to the way Damon had looked at me earlier. His face showed betrayal. I had betray
