Chapter 57: Mist

Damon's POV

I was still drying the dishes when Mom and Layla were in the lounge still going through the recipes for the feast they were planning to cook for the Christmas lunch next week and I felt a presence behind me and I already knew it was my father.

“Even after all these years, you still resent me”, he said, and I turned to look at him, leaning with my back on the sink

“I don't resent you”, I folded my arms, and he pocketed his hands

“Then why are you acting like this?”, he questioned. “We can't even have a decent conversation like two adults because you're acting like a child”

“We'll start having a decent conversation like adults when you start acting like one, and you stop treating me like a child”, I said, and he chuckled a little before shaking his head “What's this about Damon?”

“Of course you're going to act like you don't know”

“That's because I don't”

“I know about your affairs”, I said and his face dropped, like he thought I didn't know. “So I also remind you with whom,