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The Morning of Regrets

Nora's POV

I patted the bed blindly with my eyes closed, looking for Damon. I wanted to run my hands through his chest again and feel his skin on mine. That would be a perfect sight to wake up to.

My eyes flicked open as my hands kept meeting nothing but crumpled sheets. I knew even before I was fully awake that Damon was gone. I sat in bed, forcing back the tears away from my eyes as I glanced as the windows.

It was still dark outside and my heart sank as I realized that Damon had sneaked ...

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