DAMIAN
Anton was gaping at Lora. Amelia was staring in turn at Lora and me in disbelief, about to phrase a question. I took the opportunity of silence to grasp Lora's arm.
"Now leave, Lora," I told her in an undertone. "I've got company. Do you hear me? Leave."
Lora shook off my grip and took a few steps further away from me.
"I can't leave, Damian," Lora said in a carrying voice. "I can't."
"Why not? Your legs are not glued to my floor, are they? You walked in here. Now, walk out."
"Y-your ex-girlfriend?" Amelia stuttered, not having gotten over my introduction.
"Yes. His ex-girlfriend, Lora," replied Anton, recovering somewhat from his surprise at seeing Lora. He gave me a piercing look. "Aren't you going to-"
I shoved my fingers through my hair and glared at Lora. I didn't h
