"Don't go," Nessa held onto Damon's hand. It was hard to get hold of him recently and wouldn't let him go this time around.
"Let go," There was still that arrogant look on his face.
"Please just listen to me,"
"Fine, you have just a minute," He said to her relief.
Nessa took a deep breath, summoning courage from God knows where and then glance up at him with renewed determination, "I'm sorry,"
"Sorry for what?" Damon was smug even though he appeared to be indifferent.
"I'm sorry for poking on your old wound,"
"Really?" he didn't believe her
"The move was low of me,"
"And?" he cocked his brow.
"And I'm sorry. Again," she rolled her eyes to heaven. How could someone be so arrogant?
"Fine,"
Nessa was relieved, "So we're good now,"
"No,"
"What?! Why?" She couldn't believe what she just heard. What was wrong with this boy?
