He lifted his palms in surrender then murmured carefully. “I have strict instructions to never leave your side.”
“I know that,” I huffed, my mood was already sour after having to eat breakfast alone in that large room, having Damon hover over me and give me those pointed stares doesn’t help at all. “But you’re hovering. Your job isn’t to hover, give me some f*****g breathing space.”
A few maids glanced at me as they pass, I met their stares with unrepressed anger in my eyes and they looked away quickly.
“Amanda, are you okay?” He asked gently, I could hear the concern in his voice and rather than feel the soothing effects of that, I gritted my teeth and sneer at him.
I snorted. “Do I look okay to you?”
He opened his mouth to answer, but I cut him off with a wave of my hand. “Don’t ans
