Chapter 13 Ignoring

• When the night came, I was lying alone in my bed. My eyes on the ceiling, blinking synchronized with how my heart beats as I recall how fast the thing just happened. How Damon robbed a kiss from me. How he kissed and then complimented me afterward.
• A loud, deep breath escaped my lips. I sat in the middle of the bed, and then my eyes directly focused on the couch. In my point of view, it seems that I am watching myself and Damon on the couch. How his lips sealed on mine and how startled I was— pushing myself against the back of the couch. I was too stunned to speak, too surprised by what he did that I couldn't even grasp for words nor push him away. It's not my first tho.
• But the fact that it was him who kissed me, that's kinda surprising, right?