118. Jake

Elysia's pov

Istood alone in my office, staring at the closed door as Damon walked out. Anger boiled within me as I wondered what my life was like before I lost my memories. Was it really with him? Did he really love me?

I shook my head, frustrated with myself for not remembering anything. I was lost in thought when I heard the door open. I turned around to see Macy standing there.

"What happened, Elysia?" Macy asked, her voice laced with concern.

"Damon just left," I said, my voice shaking with anger.

Macy put her hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I shook my head, feeling tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I don't even know who I am anymore," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Macy pulled me into a hug, and I clung to her, feeling like a child in need of comfort.

After a moment, I pulled away and wiped my tears. "I need to go after him," I said, my voice firm.

Macy tried to stop me, telling me that it was a bad idea, but