MELISSA
““He looked so angry,” I said to Lily. I was seated on the floor while Lily stood behind me, her hands working through my hair.
“You didn’t do anything to upset him, right?”
“No,” I replied. “You know, Lily, I’ve accepted my fate. Damien is always going to hate me, no matter what I do.”
“You don’t have to think that way,” she said softly.
“I have no choice, really,” I sighed. “It’s like I stir up bitter emotions in him every time he sees me. Those emotions just get activated.”
“I’m sure when he sees you this time, all his bitter emotions will disappear,” Lily said, tilting my head to the side. My eyes fell on the mirror beside me.
“This is lovely, Lily,” I said, moving my hands to touch the side of my hair. She had braided it and added a cute little flower pin.
“I’ve never
