Damon's POV "What happened to your back?" I heard the woman I thought was still fast asleep ask me. I pulled the shirt over my back to hide the horrendous scar I knew must be freaking her out. When I turned around to look at her, she was biting her lower lips, feeling weary that she had crossed the boundary by asking that question. And yes, she had. I remembered having a guard whipped because he asked me the same question that she just did. Somehow though, I didn't feel the urge to get angry with her. I even felt relieved that she cared a little about me, enough to know what had happened to me.But I knew I wasn't ready to let go of the secret that had lived with me ever since I was fifteen years old. If anything, I wanted to forget it and pretend that it never happened in the first place. When she wouldn't stop chewing her lips though, I sighed, wondering when she was going to lose her fear of me."Don't worry. I'll tell you what happened some other time," I told her. Her relief was
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