[Damien's POV ]
"Damien!" She cried and burst into tears, covering her mouth and shivering.
I didn't even get the chance to complete my statement as she paced to, cursing herself.
"What have I done!"
She ran her fingers through her hair falling to my feet, confused and holding my legs.
"Please don't die!" She begged, rubbing her palms together like a prayer.
I melted softly, just lost in her panicking state, and goosebumps grasped me.
"Won't you be happy?" I muttered, not taking my eyes off her, not minding my injured chest, which still sent pangs of pain to my head.
It's just her. And when I saw those eyes peeping from outside, I wanted her inside with me, to taunt her a little.
Or maybe that's not the reason, maybe I just wanted her close and even when Dayla was here to fill up that space, I still thought of her.
"Just shut up, please," she yells like she'd pass out again, interrupting my thoughts.
