Damon.
I didn’t look away from Karl immediately. I wanted to and I told myself I should. But there was something about the way he still sat there, a smirk lingering at the corners of his mouth like he thought he could get away with it and that kept my gaze locked.
His arrogance was so loud it mase the air around him feel stale. As if he hadn’t just been silenced by Damon’s presence. As if he was some kind of authority here and untouchable. And I almost walked toward him but he wasn’t worth my time.
I almost took the pleasure of dragging him up by the collar and showing every single person here that if Willow had stayed quiet before it wasn’t because he couldn’t destroy him. It was because he’d chosen not to.
But then I did something better and I looked away from him. I gave him just
