12- please him

I barely caught him outside the villa since I was still barefoot. I stood in front of him, out of breath, babbling unorganized words.

“I...I didn’t intentionally do that... I didn’t know you were there...I just talked....I didn’t know... you were listening...” I finally managed to collect my words. “I didn’t know you were here. I literally didn’t know.”

Damien looked away as if he didn’t even want to make eye contact with me.

“Even if you didn’t know, does that resolve everything?” he asked.

“No, I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sorry,” I said.

My guilt made me keep talking. “I don’t know what Noah said but don’t take it too seriously. He probably–”

“Hey, if you are going to act shamelessly, at least have some sense! Do you think I want to talk to you now?” Damien said, glaring at me.

I stepped back reflexively, but noticed something unusual. On his scowling face I spotted...a tear? This guy is crying! I would be less surprised if I saw a statue crying.

“Hey, are you crying?” I ask