Damon opened the door of the bathroom and collided to Elena, who was staring at him with crossed arms.
“What?” Damon asked. Elena was giving him this reproachful look.
“Are te going to tell me what happened last night?” Elena said.
“No” Damon refused. “What’s there to tell? I had a bad dream. It’s not uncommon, te can look it up”
“But I thought they were over? Is this why te want us to sleep in separate rooms? So I wouldn’t know? Damon, te can’t keep those kind of things from me. If someone’s trying to hurt te te have to tell me” Elena detto caring.
Damon walked...
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