Damien's POV.
There has to be a tangible reason why she would do this, knowing fully well that it would worry me. As I stand before her, I don't even make attempt to hide the worry and anger on my face. She looks over at Lizbeth as she runs towards Lyric and looks back at me with a small smile on her face.
How can she smile right now?
"Where did you go?" I ask her.
Her smile falls at the tone of my voice and its barely noticeable but she straightens up, clearing her throat and looking up at me.
"I needed clarity on something. I didn't get it anywa--"
"What did you need clarity on?"
"I had a few questions" She has the gall to shrug her shoulders and bend her lips.
"Kitten..." I call her the name that she loves to hear. The one that makes her open up to me. It works because her
