*** Lisa's POV ***
"What's this?" I asked as Damian dropped a thick pink leather notebook on the grass next to me.
He had been gone for a couple of days and had returned with some new clothes for me and this notebook. He looked annoyed that I would even bother to ask such a question. However, he didn't know that I knew why he was doing this, so it was hard to hold back my disgusted knowledge of his true intentions. After seeing the willow tree's secrets, I knew why I was here and what Damian truly wanted from me. It sure as f**k was not for my charming good looks and snarky comments.
"Isn't it obvious? It's a gift. Usually, a person says thank you, and I say you're welcome. You love to write, so I figured this would give you something to do other than sulk," Damian said as he rolled his
