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Serena's POV "I am kind of late for something, so I think I need to go," I say and try to leave, but she pushes me back with her imposing demeanor, raising an eyebrow and observing me intently with her annoying lashes flapping endlessly as she scans me from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet. "You are not leaving until I'm done talking to you, do you get that?" I nod my head slowly and look away from her. She has the audacity to talk to me that way as though I'm her mate. "I seriously do not have time for this, Isabella, okay? I'm kind of going through a very toxic situation right now, so it will really do me a very big help if you can just step aside." "What is your deal with Damon?" I frown the moment she says that and look around me with confusion. "I don't understand w