Chapter 40. Mine

Sarah sat quietly in the mall hallway where Damon had left her, braced against the cold glass wall with her knees pressing into her chest as she aimlessly traced the patterns on the polished concrete floor.

This felt awfully like another déjà vu. Similar to that moment he chased her out of her introduction party, that same cruel dejection that ate at her bones had stirred up again as if she’d been brutally wronged.

Just when she was starting to enjoy their first time out after all the chaos, Damon ruined it. She wouldn’t have felt as bad had he not left her looking like a child who’d lost sight of their mother. He ran after that woman without hesitation, without even looking back.

Sarah was usually clueless, but she could put two and two together at times like these. The look on Damon’s face was still fresh in her mind, she couldn’t get it out of her head. The anguish in his eyes, the anger as he balled his fists tight… it was all too real. She’d never seen him lik