DAMIAN
When I heard a knock on my door, I had thought it was Charlotte who had returned. Though she came some minutes ago to tell me she was leaving, I could not help but hope she was the one.
When she entered without knocking and had talked to me rudely, I was furious but too surprised to say a word to her. The courage she had on her face when she talked to me shows that she was angry with me for what I did to her.
At first, I thought of telling her I was sorry for pouring water on her and mocking her in front of Bethany. But my pride would not let me. Why would someone like me, tell her I am sorry? There is no way I am doing that.
I resisted at first to answer the knock but when I heard the knock again, I spoke up.
"Who is there?"
I asked.
"Just come in"
I muttered staring at th
