"I ain't going over there this year, why don't you take Ariel instead?" I casually tossed the opportunity over to Ariel, with my hands tucked into my coat pockets I believed she could use this chance.
Damon's forehead creased creating a small mountain peak, and his eyes held a complex mixture of emotions. It was not quite outright displeasure, but a kind of restrained dissatisfaction.
"We're not getting a divorce. I'll take care of Ariel's situation"
Honestly, upon hearing this, I felt like I was hallucinating. It sounded like he was choosing me over Ariel. Wasn't that just nuts? He was just going to ditch his dream girl like that?
"Damon, quit pulling my leg. Don't give me empty promises. No, they can't even be considered promises "I calmly rejected him.
I turned to go inside, but Damon grabbed my arm.
"Let me try" He pleaded for the first time.
