~CLARISSA~
It was hard acting like I was okay with not being with Damon. But it had to be done.
I hate that he didn't once try to fight for me. He didn't tell me that he wanted me. He didn't tell me what I wanted to hear.
I gasp when he gently cups my cheek in his hand, "I'm glad you're safe, Clarissa."
I nod and quietly move away from his touch before I caved and gave in to my feelings.
We both joined the others as they got ready for the funeral. A wedding and funeral are all on the same day; that's the last thing I would have expected to happen on Damon's wedding day.
The rest of the day wasn't easy. We tried our best to comfort Willow, but in the end, nothing we did or said could make her feel better.
"I feel so sorry for her," Autumn whispers. "Anya shouldn't have left her
