Persephone's POV.
Something is wrong. I can tell that something is definitely wrong here.
Damien is freezing up and refusing to let me look at him. His voice has changed and I can feel how tensed up he is. Did I do something wrong? s**t, is this what he was talking about?
"I--I think you should leave for a second..." He says in a strained voice "...Please" He adds for good measure.
I blink my eyes slowly. Of course I would not want to leave him in a state like this one but quite frankly, I feel like it is all my fault, so yea...it's better if I leave.
Without turning or even glancing behind me, I sit up from the bed, moving to grab my shirt that is on the floor and walking out. This is the second time something like this is happening, just in a different circumstance. I walk into
