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~ Damon's POV
They didn't reply. Rowan just smirked, and Kael leaned over to whisper something to Belinda, making her giggle again.
I turned and walked out before my rage consumed me completely.
I walked back to Lisa's room slowly. My chest felt heavy, like something was pressing me down. I wanted to talk to her again. I wanted her to look at me, even if it was with anger. But when I got to her door, I froze. I couldn't bring myself to knock, not after how she had yelled at me earlier.
So instead, I leaned against the wall and slid down, sitting on the cold floor. My back pressed against the wood of her door. I knew she was in there. I could feel her presence.
I let out a shaky breath and spoke in a low voice.
"Lisa… I know you don't want to hear me right now," I whispered, almost ashamed. "I know you probably hate me. Maybe you should. Maybe I deserve it. But I just want to say something… something I should have said long ago."
Silence.
