Namara's POV:

“You really aren’t upset with me?” Damien asked again, his arms still loosely around me, his voice careful like he was afraid of stepping on broken glass.

I sighed, leaning back slightly so I could look at him. “Aren’t you tired of going back and forth about the same thing?” I asked. “I’m not upset with you, okay? I already apologized for leaving the way I did and I already said that next time I’ll take you with me.” I shook my head, then added. “And ...