Damon:
The sting of her slap lingered longer than it should have.
It lingered longer than I would have wanted it to.
Not just on my skin.
But somewhere deeper.
It was something that I could not describe the feeling that I had. It was an anger that I did not like. It was a piece of rage that I found myself thinking about no matter how hard I tried to suppress the feeling that I had.
I clenched my jaw, forcing my feet to move, to walk away before I did something I’d regret.
And I knew that if I had stayed, I would have done something that I knew would have harmed her. And that was not something that I wanted. I did not want to be the reason behind her harm, nor did I want to be the reason behind her pain. Not anymore.
Sienna had always had fire in her, but never once had she dared to
