Chapter 92: Alone

*Jane*

But what could he be thinking when looking at me? Was he amazed by what he's seeing? I couldn't help but have many weird questions coming into my mind about what Damon was probably thinking.

As I wondered, I couldn't help controlling the way my heart kept beating fast. It vaguely felt like it wanted to jump out from my chest.

I held my fast racing chest with excitement running down my body. I continued to ponder but even after trying repeatedly, I knew it would be near impossible to get the exact thing that's going on in his mind.

But, what if he's not even thinking about me a little bit? Perhaps, he was just spacing out.

Nah, I shake off that negative thoughts away from my head. Even though it was just a little contemplation, I knew how my heart also sank. It was as if bitterness had entered my chest making me also heave for breathing.

Just when I was trailing away in my thoughts, I heard a solemn yet respectful voice.

“Ma’am, please have your seat.”

I glanced up with blinki