Chapter 43: Dark Longings
(Ava’s POV)
Damon drove off without even looking back.
I stood there like an i***t, arms hanging by my sides, shoulders dropped. I must have looked pathetic, just standing in the parking lot like that. Alone. Rejected. Humiliated.
He didn’t have to say much; his silence said enough. I was only trying to help him… but Damon? He was doing an excellent job of making sure I stayed as far away from him as possible.
I sighed and dragged myself back inside, my heels clicking against the tiled floor, echoing too loud in my ears. His voice still lingered in my head—sharp, cold, final. And the way he looked at me just before he left? God. It left me unsettled, like the ground under me had suddenly turned unstable.
The rest of the day was a blur. I kept getting up from
