Chapter Sixteen
Vannah Savannah
***Lorana***
How can Damon reject me like that? I continued to pace the lounge room in my tiny apartment, wearing away the old carpet. Even after we were bonded by some… stupid magic force?
After the brute Jareth had chased me out of Applesteine’s Institution, I continued running, fuelled by adrenaline and fury. Even in my state, I managed to wave down a passing taxi, which dropped me home. I was also thankful I had my wallet in my jacket pocket.
“I’ll never forgive you, Damon!” Rubbing my face, red from the endless tears, I glanced down at a pile of clothes on the three-seater couch.
Looking back at the two days since I had left Damon, I couldn't shake off the persistent aroma of pine and lavender that lingered on everything, especially my clothes. It
