~DAMON~
Guilt. That's all I felt as I held Anya in my arms. I've always known my soft spot for Clarissa would put me in trouble one day. She's always been my weakness. I've never been able to tell her no. Since the first day she came into our lives, I've always tried to do everything she wanted. A part of me has always wanted to protect her. To make her happy. To make her smile. To make her feel at home.
That never changed. I'm still that way when it came to her. My weakness for her has only increased with time. She knows by now how to bring me to my knees.
Even though we were close, I've always kept her at a distance from me. I've never done things that I knew would cross the line between us. Usually, Clarissa wouldn't ask for more, but last night was the first time she asked for so
