Although my parents had always thought highly of Jones and hoped for us to hit it off one day, their expressions were anything but happy due to the situation.
My mom suggested that I head to the hospital first.
"Alright." I said to Jones,
" I reckon you should come with me to the hospital."
We had just been spooked by a sudden crowd and were slowly regaining our senses,
Jones nodded, "Yeah, alright"
As I was passing by Damon, he called out to me, "Eliana, I wish you two happiness.*
This was the first time I had heard such kind words from him. Did it mean he was finally willing to let go? That would be a good thing for me. But while looking into his cold eyes, I felt a twinge of sadness and regret.
Maybe he was finally getting a taste of the pain I had been through, and we could call it even
My parents glanced at Damon, then led me away. Soon after, we heard sirens. The cops must be on their way.
