"Damon, why are you here." My pergunta didn't sound like one, mais of a demand.
"I figured you could use some help."
"Uh, no. You can leave now." Uhg. Why was he here?!
He bowed his head and put his arms out in defeat.
"Fine, I'll leave. But you'll see; you will need me." A devious half-smile spread across his face.
I tried to twist my face in digust, but I'm not exactly sure what it looked like - his smile made my coração do stupid things, therefore making it harder to hate him.
A thought occured to me - I was going to play with his coração like he was playing with mine.
"You're right ... there's...
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