All Chapters of One Hundred Days with My Step-Father.: Chapter 231 - Chapter 234

Rosette POV After an hour passed of thorough questioning and penning down statements, the officers promised to remain in touch with Damon, once the order was processed and for the meantime we were asked to restrict our movements.Damon walked the officers out of the house, while my mom picked up herself and headed upstairs, without saying a word to me. She didn't even spare me a glance and now I was starting to feel bad for everything I said earlier, even though a part of me knew that I couldn't blame her entirely for it, it just felt easier putting it all on her.I took a deep breath in, turning around when I met Damon, he was angry at me, as he crossed his arms over his chest."You need to stop Rose," he started."I....""You are hurting but you aren't the only one suffering, your mom isn't happy about this either and so you cannot continue with this attitude," he added again."I can't help but feel that way..." I countered."And I'm not saying your feelings aren't valid, all I'm

Damon's POV A fucking invitation.I raised my glass of whiskey downing it in one single gulp. The fear of the end that I wasn't prepared for was close, so close and we both knew it would end.I mean a hundred days, it's a definite number of days.A loud sigh escaped my lips as I threw my head back, fixing my gaze on the ceiling.After this night, I wonder if I would be able to commit myself in my relationship with Susan.Last night.The last night is finally here and now I'm chickening out and it isn't supposed to be this way.I took a deep breath and reached out for the bottle when it struck me. I couldn't afford to get drunk, not on this night. I need to be in my full senses and in control.Always in control.I released my hold on the bottle as I stood up from the chair, my eyes staring at the staircase, and before I could think of anything else, I was already on the stairs - on my way to her.Immediately I pushed the door open, I heard soft whimpers, coming from under the blanke