Andrea walked to her locker. She wanted to make run for it but she needed her bag.
Maybe she should ignore them.
The minute Damon noticed Andrea, he let go of Austin.
“Andrea, are you okay. I’m so sorry about what happened.” Damon said, a painful expression on his face as he moved closer to her. Andrea had no idea how to react. Just seeing Damon made her want to hug him, allowing him to comfort her as she bawled her eyes out. She wanted the confident and reassuring answer of him where he would tell her everything would be okay. But she knew it wouldn’t therefore she pushed that thought away and then made her expression turn completely blank, hoping she appeared at least a little cold.
“I’m really fine, Damon.” She muttered softly. Who was she kidding? She couldn’t even be cold to him
