Chapter 62

CHAPTER 62

LENA.

"You okay?"

"Yes, thank you."

I was seated on the bed with a glass of water in my head. Damon had helped me out of another weird attack again and I couldn't even hate him more.

My attacks were becoming more frequent now, happening whenever things had gone wrong—

I sat up with wide eyes. Damon looked up at me from where he stood by the window. "Is something wrong?"

I ignored him and climbed out of the bed and in my quest to stabilize myself, I staggered. In two strides, he was standing beside me. His fingers gripped my arms firmly to hold me in place.

"You good, Lena? You shouldn't be on your feet. That was why I asked you to rest for now," He said. His voice was laced with worry and I was starting to think it was all for show.

I smiled at him and nodded. "Yes, I am. Thank you, Damon."

He saw that I wasn't going to listen to his pleas for me to stay back and rest a bit. "You don't look good but I'll walk you to wherever you're going."

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