I went as far as retrieving a white cotton handkerchief to wipe my eye with in attempt to rid it of any foreign material. At least I pretended to, while my face remained neutral. I hoped.
But Damon's hard expression as I looked back at him proved to me that he wasn't buying it.
But instead of pressing on, he just clenched his jaw and walked out. I didn't miss the flicker of emotions in his eyes though.
The guilt.
He probably thought I was crying because of him. Maybe that's why he dropped it and left. He didn't need to hear me say it, all he knew was that I was crying and that he'd caused it.
Well, for once, he wasn't actually the direct cause. But I wasn't ready to tell him that just yet. Because I wasn't ready to tell him about my phone call either. Maybe it was all j
