Damian's POV

　　I couldn't get the crease out of my forehead, but I did get inside the car. Sabrina doesn't appear to want to stay, although I do. I exhaled deeply because I didn't want her to be mad at me and because I didn't want to ruin our time together. I turned to face her, but she was preoccupied with her phone and her lips were slightly pouting. She looked at me when I moved a little, so I diverted my gaze.

　　"Is there an issue? she questioned.

　　I ...