Jenna's POV
My throat burned as I spoke.
The words scraped their way out, rough and unwilling, as if my body itself was resisting them. I wanted to immediately take my words back and tell Damian not to leave me alone.
But my conscience reminded me that it would be too selfish of me to do so. I clenched my fingers together, forcing myself to stay still.
Especially since I was the reason we were in this club to begin with. I had been the one who wanted to find Iris. This was my responsibility, no matter how much fear tried to cloud it.
Damian did not look too fond of the idea of leaving me here alone, but I was sure that even he knew he could not stay with me for much longer if he wanted to start the mission.
"Are you sure you will be fine alone?"
He asked in a tense voice, and I could feel almost everyone looking at me at the moment. They wanted to see me act out and get punished.
Unfortunately for them, I was not going to give them that luxury today.
