DAMIAN
What should serve as comfort, brings me none. I'm tossing and turning in my bed, sighing, willing this anger swirling in my chest to disappear.
I don't know how long it's been but Liliana's earlier rejection burns vivid in my mind. Running a hand through my hair, I begin to pace my bedroom.
Sleep won't come, and I think I know why.
Liliana rejected me.
Not in an emotional outburst, nor with hesitation. Just a simple, uninterested dismissal, like one would a schoolboy who didn't matter. The last time anyone made me feel like this was with Stellëza.
It's pissing me off.
No one has ever turned me down like that before. Call me egoistic but it's not just my pride that took the hit—there’s something else I can't shake.
And then, there is her damn request. The one that ruine
