Nothing but pure jealousy guided her thoughts as she hurried towards her tent. Ella felt so foolish, she was annoyed with herself in so many ways and since she couldn’t scream to let out her anger, instead tears shimmered in her eyes. Wasn’t she dumb to believe that Damian would genuinely be interested in her?
"He is such a player! Nothing like Luke, he was a gentleman!", Ella mumbled angrily as she entered her tent. You had promised yourself that you will stop comparing those two. That's Damian Lang out there, the guy you like. Luke .. he is gone, she reminded herself as she sat down on her sleeping bag with her legs crossed over each other. She closed her eyes and slowly breathed in and out, trying to calm herself down. The image of Bianca kissing Damian kept popping up in her though
