"I said your face was funny," he went on, smile widening now, eyes half-lidded with that calm cruelty only he could wear so easily. "And it was. Still is, honestly."
Victoria's jaw clenched hard enough to crack her teeth, but Damien just gave her a light tap on the shoulder with the back of his knuckle, almost playful.
"Try not to scowl too hard, Victoria. You'll ruin the symmetry."
Victoria's expression darkened, but before she could fire back, Damien tilted his head slightly—his gaze flicking toward the left courtyard path.
A group of boys had begun to emerge from the walkway, their steps casual, voices light with laughter… until they saw her.
