I almost stumbled to the ground when I heard that voice.
"What are you doing here?"
The loud sharp tone of Damian's father's tone turned me around.
"S... sorry, I will go."
I climbed to my feet and was ready to run. Sure I was rude and didn't care about most people, but I am sure that these graves belong to people that are closest to this man... and even I know that this is a line I won't cross.
I was ready to run, but he stopped me.
"No stay... I am being rude."
I stopped and stared at him.
I don't know why, but the two men tonight are acting not like themselves.
"Sure...?"
I wanted to refuse and leave, but that would be rude.
Without saying another word he sat down onto the bench next to the two graves leaving me no other choice than to just sit next to him or stand.
"Sit."
