~Aria~
Tears trickled down my eyes the moment I walked in on Damon and Bertha making out. Again.
The worst of it was them ignoring me and continuing what they were doing like I hadn't just entered.
They saw me. Damon saw me.
They clearly saw me. But they ignored my presence.
“I hate him! Wicked clueless mate!” My wolf growled in my head.
The tightness around my chest doubled.
I ran out of there, failing woefully to control my pouring tears.
With my eyes blurry, I knocked my toe on the door and clattered to the ground.
I cried out.
Not of the pain from hitting my toe but because of the gnawing ache in my heart.
As I looked up, I saw a hand was stretched towards me.
I looked up and for a split moment, I wanted the world to swallow me whole. Along with the embarrassment.
