Chapter twenty

Zirah's POV

It has been two weeks since the attack that took place in the front yard, and although Damon had told me that there have been no other attacks, I felt uneasy about the whole situation.

Damon, however, has been so sweet, even though I can point out that some of his actions might be a little possessive but I ignored it.

So far, the past two weeks have been blissful. I've never been loved and cared for the way Damon did for me.

The surprise gifts, how he still made time for me amidst his busy schedule, being so patient and caring with me...all of it just made me like him the most. And made it a little bit easier to forget Noah.

Yes, that's another thing. Damon told me he loved me a couple of nights ago when things were getting steamy between us but seeing the shock on my face, he quickly reassured me that I didn't need to say it back until I wanted to or was ready.

But since then, anytime he lovingly caresses my face and tells me he loves me, the hopeful and crestfallen look