Emily's POV
The next morning...
Oh, my head hurts. I feel something hard and stiff on my wrist. Oh no, I messed up. I messed up, and now I will be punished for it. Opening my eyes slowly to see what's around me, I'm sure in a punishment room after fighting the masters so much. But I'm not. I'm lying on my towel in Damon's room. I slowly started to move my eyes up, only to see him asleep on the floor next to me. Why isn't he in his bed? I look at him for a second, but he starts to stir. He is waking up. I shut my eyes because he hasn't hurt me while I was sleeping, so maybe if I pretended to sleep, he would get distracted-
"I know you're awake," I hear Damon say as I listen to him move. Oh no, here it comes. I slowly open my eyes to see what form of torture I have to endure. I open my ey
