Chapter Thirty One: The One Hundred Days Offer

Rosette's POV

In less than five minutes, Damon got out of the shop, holding the bags of everything I picked as he marched towards the car.

How I managed to get into the car was still unknown to me, but for a minute, I was able to put myself in check. Or not.

I bursted into tears as soon as I got into the car and now that the cries were over, I was sure I looked like a mess.

Damon placed everything at the trunk before he opened the driver side and immediately I looked away.

Two minutes past and there was complete silence in the car.

The tension so thick that even a knife wouldn't be able to cut through.

Yes.

"What do you want from me Rose?" Damon asked breaking the silence.

Huge question.

Because I wanted everything, Body and Soul.

I didn't reply instead I continued wiping the tears that rolled down my eyes when a black kerchief appeared in my vision, and then I turned to look at Damon.

"You look like a mess" he pointed out and I wanted the car to open up and probably swallow me.

"You.