We passed a few more booths. A baker handed us warm honey bread, and Damon took two and offered me one without looking at me. I accepted it quietly.
'If anyone should be mad, that should be me. Why the hell is he so gloomy?… he doesn't have sunshine inside him or what?'
"Thanks," I muttered.
He gave a short nod, chewing on his own.
I stole glances at him, his side profile was spectacular, one that makes ladies swoon unconsciously.
I bit my lower lip, there is no way I'm falling for him. I shook my head.
"You like what you see?" He asked with a smug.
Before I could answer him… 'You like what you see?' A mocking voice echoed through my head, and for a moment I saw myself standing in what looked like a castle. A naked man stood in front of me, but his face was blurry.
I held my head groaning in pain, Damon rushed to my side, and an unknown emotion of fear and panic rushed through me.
