CHAPTER NINETY THREE

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DAMIEN’S POV Layla shifts in her seat making a small distance between us and I sigh and hang my head. The whole thing was just more annoying than it seems and she must think I’m some freak now. I actively avoid looking at her and I fought so hard not to read her mind because I wanted every of our serious moments to go naturally. It was the only way I could respect her wishes and not try to butt in of some sort. “W…was…how…wh…Oh for the love of the moon” She stutters grabbing her hair frustratedly as she stands from her seat and begins to pace and my anxiety rises. “I will tell you everything, I promise, please don’t be mad” I blurt rushing to stand in front of her. “Dam-“ “I know it was wrong okay, and I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, I did not know how you were going to t

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