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"What are you doing here?" Amelia asked with a snort, was he perhaps here to save her like before but she thought he was with the person he wanted to be with now, and why was he soaked like that.
"You are not dead." Damon chuckled deeply finding it funny that she thought she was dead, "Then what are you doing her...." Ameliaa was not able to complete her question when she was shut up with a deep kiss.
She struggled to try and push Damon away with her hands on his chest but he did not budge a bit, Damon moved his hands and encircled her waist bringing her closer to himself, he broke off from the kiss and put his forehead on hers.
"Does that answer your question." He whispered, Amelia felt tears sting her eyes as she pushed him off of her and gave him a sound slap on his cheek.
