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~CLARISSA~ I can feel Damon's eyes on me. I knew now that I'd made the right decision by removing all my clothes. For a second, I was scared that he wouldn't have appeared. Then I figured that he was probably waiting on the right time to visit me. I knew he would be worried that Atticus would suspect us. And when I had left him by the table, everyone was already seated there with him. So I waited and waited and waited. And here he was, finally. I listen to his footsteps as he nears the bed. He's getting closer to me. I knew he could see the tattoo that was still clearly there. I'd already removed all of the makeup, and it was visible once more. "You were telling the truth." He whispers hoarsely. "How did you hide it?" I spun onto my back so that my naked body was in his full view.