Sienna:
The door clicked shut behind him, but the echo lingered in my chest like thunder that never quite fades.
For a few moments I did not move at all.
I stood there, unmoving, my breath caught somewhere between frustration and exhaustion. He had walked out again. No apology. No explanation. Just a cold stare and a closed door.
Typical Damon Lockwood.
It seemed to me that he was getting fed up of this. Maybe I was too, Maybe I was not. But I dared not admit it, Not to him and not to myself.
I crossed my arms over my chest and sank onto the edge of the bed, the sheets still untouched, perfectly smoothed from the morning. I did not have the energy to argue with anyone, not anymore. After my conversation with Evelyn, after the way things went, I just found myself being completely lost
