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The Blame Party

Penulis: Dawn Spark
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-29 00:51:58

Damon's POV

I was pissed, anger churning in waves in my belly as I glared at Sasha.

How dare she try to turn the narrative in her favor? As if this didn't start with her?

"Aren't you going to talk, young lady?" My dad snapped at Nora.

Young lady. I sighed at the venom dripping out of my dad's glare as he fixed his gaze on Nora. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, her lips shivering and I felt moved to pity for her.

I remembered how happy Nora had been when she had been with my parents and winced at the sudden change of their reactions to her. Not that it wasn't to be expected. I would have been mad as well if I had found out that I had been played by the people I thought were the closest to me.

Nora shook her head but no sound got out of her mouth. She looked down and whimpered, tears falling down her face. I felt an unexplainable urge to pull her into my arms and wipe her tears away but restrained myself.

"We didn't do it for fun." I said, talking on Nora's behalf.

"She coul
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