My car was parked nearby, so there was no need to hitch a ride. The moment I saw Damon's car pull up, I headed straight for mine.
Damon got out of his car and didn't even glance my way; his eyes were glued to Ariel.
His smitten look made my mood sour even more.
Ignoring them, I hopped into my car and zoomed off as fast as I could.
But in my rear-view mirror, I still saw Ariel, who looked extremely happy, and it irked the hell out of me.
Could it be that I hadn't completely forgotten about Damon? Even though I knew he was just putting on a show.
Thinking of this possibility, a phrase popped into my head, "human weakness."
Back at my parents house , I checked my phone, no messages or calls. Damon must have seen me but didn't reach out or explain.
Did he need to explain? It was clearly part of our plan.
But he used to explain to me. I sat alone in the living room for a long time with these mixed feelings.
