"Nessa!"
She gasped, jerking back to reality only to realize it was Aimee calling her name - It sure brought her attention around.
"Hey" Aimee nudged her," How did it go?" She inquired with curiosity glinting in her eyes.
Nessa was still in her Rachel-like attire, however, she had yanked off the wig out of irritation.
She took a deep breath and shrugged,
"It went super well, Damon has left me for good " Nessa answered Aimee yet received a doubtful look.
"You sure don't look like a person who regained her freedom, you're supposed to be happy" she observed.
"I am happy," Nessa said.
"Well, you're not, Nessa. A happy person doesn't have disappointment and uncertainty written boldly all over her face" she pointed out with gestures and all.
Nessa's shoulder dropped at once, she threw her hands in the air saying, "I just don't know"
"Don't know what?"
