“I wouldn’t. Need to solve this. I can’t let this go on anymore, Damon.” I touched his face. “You look so drained. I’m so sorry.” I took a step back. “Please reject me. The pain will stop in no time.”
“Braila, wait…”
“I can't take it.” I wouldn't let him talk. “Please, Damon.”
“She’s gone nuts.” Gifford laughed.
“You don’t remember what you did a week ago?” He seemed pretty confused.
“What do you mean?” I kept thinking and wondering what had happened a week ago. Does that mean I had been asleep for a week?
“The full moon came up, Braila.” Damon didn’t finish what he was saying. “It took control of us and…” he paused.
“What do you mean?” I murmured. “What are you talking about?” Damon hesitated and looked away from me. I tugged at his shoulder. “What’s the matter?” My voice shak
