Nora's POV

I was in trouble.

I knew that.

And it wasn't just because the manager was blowing red and shouting hell on me.

I knew I was doomed the moment I spilled soup on Damon and ran out without a proper apology.

Why did I care that he had started drawing again?

Why had I been hurt that he had only done that after I left when I had wanted him to do that all along?

Why did I care that all he could draw was Sasha?

Why had I been hurt at the mention of her name when I had told myself ...