ene

treets. All eyes turn to me as I flee. One part of me tells me this isn't real, that the person I

e. My heart races faster, but this time it has nothing to do with exertio

re yards, then I realize it's no use. I don't know what I'm running from, I don't

n my heel and face him. Both hands are in his hair, gripping the strands. His blue eyes are haunted, tortured.

s forward. He takes two steps and bites out a fe

ugh. Icily, I demand, "What the f

is voice has lowered an

off this ache in my chest, the ache that tells me I miss him. None of this is real, none

ter all these years? After the pain and suffering I went through, you think you can

e. Of all nights, he had to come tonight. Ruin my big moment f

ion seizing control. As I do, I feel desperate fi

tal-blue irises. "No. Don't leave. I..." he h

't have used me for so many years then discarded me. If he did, he wouldn't have chosen my step-sister over me. If he did, he wouldn't

d force myself to raise my gaze and lock on to Damien's. His eyes are wide and racked with pain. He deserves this, he deserves to feel every facet of p

e backs away. His eyes travels over my face, searching for any sign of decept

. Like the coward he is. Like he always does. It's many m

home through all the conflicting emotions I feel but twenty minutes later, I w

me when Elinor rushes to where I'm

up at the opening." she whispered, str

hands. "Damien is bad news. Whatever happens, make sure you stay away from him. He's here to break you

, he's suddenly back now? I just want to be happy

n't know about Li

And he never going

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