Chapter twenty six

Damon's POV

I WAS a coward.

That hid in his room.

Away from everything and everyone. Away from Zirah. I heard her when she was outside my door, pleading to be let in but I ignored her, harboring and nurturing my hurt.

Because I was so damn hurt.

She didn't even have the decency to tell me to my face. I wondered what would happen if I never found out. I've always loved her.

I remember when I first saw her, saved her from dying, then all I felt was a sense of wonder, wonder that somewhere along the way grew into a deep-seated love for her.

I always hung onto that hope that the day would come when she would somehow grow to love me.

Maybe now that hope is gone.

Something touched my cheek and I looked down to see that I was crying. I didn't even know I started to cry.

I quickly wipe my face with the back of my hand, trying to compose myself. It's no use though, the pain gets worse with every beat of my heart and I could hardly swallow a breath.

Why would she do this to me?

"You know why sh